Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Have I Tainted You Yet.

I'm waiting for you.
Whispering soft endearments from the echoing distance.
Raising goosebumps on your flesh.
My succulent scent allures you like a beacon to your ever wandering radar.
You become clumsy,
Staggering with words,
Red fire that burns from under your skin when you stare.
I know what I do to you.
If only you could feel the brush of my soft fingertips sliding down your spine,
Skin on Skin.
Let me savor your musk as I nuzzle into your broad shoulder,
Breathing into your neck
"Mine."
Time is not granting me your warmth
Misery with each ticking second
Seducer of agony,
Mark me with your piercing teeth ...anything to bring you closer.
Waiting can only last for so long
Don't watch me saunter away to my next victim.