More than a crutch

by Beautiful Tragedy   Feb 8, 2015


Sparks fly with every touch;
your lips on mine make me smile,
I look in your eyes and tell you I love you,
I can't believe you agreed; even though it took a while.
Your hands roam up and down my back,
I kiss your neck, your lips, your jaw,
You hesitate to unbutton my pants,
This is the rawest side of me you have ever saw.
I bit your lip and you chuckle,
And I pull you back down for more,
More kisses, more love, more everything,
And to you, I let all of my love pour.
You are amazing, You are sweet,
But somehow you don't see what I do,
You are so amazingly flawless to me,
And I want to show you how much i love you.
You kiss my stomach; once here and then there,
And sparks shoot through my body,
You ask me how my hormones are,
damn, aren't you naughty.
But I am raw and exposed,
Even with the clothes I wear,
You know the abuse I've been through,
And with hell, You've had your fair share.
But still I let you do whatever,
And because I want you; I go along,
This is the first time I haven't been forced,
And my nerves are humming like the bass in a song.
You pick me up and put me on the counter,
All in a motion that was fluent and took it's toll
I kiss your lips and smile at you,
It's getting harder to keep control.
I won't see you for four days; I'll have to live in my memory,
To make sure that I can still feel your touch,
At first it was just a mix of a game and needed support,
But you have became more than just a crutch.

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