She wanted him
he was her
definition of desire
she never knew how engulfing
the flames could be till now
the only thing
that could bring
her back to life
was his lips
his hands
she would follow him
to the end of time
just to have another
moment with him
all she knew
was that she missed him
and nothing else made sense
until she could be with him again
this is what it felt like to fall
and not care where you land
For he painted the moon
against her back
She fell fast
when his wild claws
gripped her hips
Imprinting his gold
and liquid diamonds
slipping between
starstruck breaths
where passions ignite
our midnight messages
these rioting hearts
an endless abyss
mangled tenderly
by him
