I smell the energy rising from you,
drifting swirls of vapour hitting me as
your heat embodies itself in the air's
molecules. I smell the importance of
you, significant to everyone except
me. You're a drug, coursing through their veins and
giving their brains exactly what they have
been craving, yet I am resistant to
your eniticing ways. The promise of that
electric focus as my heart picks up
the pace to follow everyone elses...
it doesn't appeal to me anymore.
I lost my hunger for you a long time
ago, when you started to wear me down,
and now the only drug I will ever
crave again is him.

I don't think I love you.
I shouldn't.
We are wrong in every way but
you are the one that took my innocence.
At first it's what I wanted.
But now, sitting here under these stars you once deflowered me under,
I realize that the greatest pain is knowing that
I wasn't the one you said goodbye to as you boarded
for England.
I lied though because the greatest pain speaks louder.
That I cannot be rid of the thoughts of you.
The sounds you made me spill
I never knew I could sing so beautifully,
and you were gorgeous when you looked at me.
Eyes so bright and kissing me as if I meant something to you.
I cannot say I love you but ****** it sure feels that way.
And these thoughts will not leave
you kissing my neck as I watch the stars dance
and we become them.
You don't think of me do you?
Not as I do, surly.
These thoughts, they'll haunt me.
You left without them.
You left me with them.

on days when the wind
dances ever so gracefully,
i think about how your
milk chocolate skin would feel
against my own honey skin;
and i would crave it.
i would crave every inch
of your cotton based skin,
your chapped watermelon lips,
and to have my fingers
fumbled in your fiery strands.
i crave for your careful touch,
yet i think of your cuffed grasp.

I hunger for anything
A dangerous feeling
Greed to me beckoning
To devour myself in wanting

I hunger for all beings
Be it be beasts or non living
A horrible truth so appaling
Yet it keeps me craving

I hunger for what I had
I hunger for what I have
I hunger most for love
I hunger for everything I can't have

Under the cold ambient night sky
My senses run wild
Having tasted it
I want more
I crave no others
Is this selfish?
To want this warmth flow over my skin
To have those arms around me each day
Do i delude myself, like i always do
Or do i let the fire burn in the winter snow?

As of right now
All I crave
Out of all the money
And fame the world has to offer,
is the feeling of your hand in mine
And the warmth of your love
To wrap around me
and protect me
From the cold breeze
Of what is to come.

One.
Two..
Three...
Four....

....Almost fourteen days in a row
I got to see your kind face.

Almost every hour
we would spend together-
and you should know
that I never grow tired of your face.
In your company
is my favorite place to be.

Five.....
Six......
Seven.......
Eight........

....­....Almost eighteen hours have passed now
and I miss being with you.
It is a pain I cannot recount
and a coldness I cannot weather.

In a world I can no longer trust,
I have found my sanctuary
in your longing embrace.
Your kiss is something my body craves
and I have no desire to be free
from this drug-like craze.

The way your lips shape into a genuine smile
is something even angels would praise,
only to be outdone by
the song in my heart that accompanies
the sound of your name.

Merely the thought of you conjures up
fantasies of love
and dreams come true.
I hear your knock upon my door
and I know it is you.

My heart dances and I leap from my seat with joy!

Come to me, my love!
Come to me!
Soon you will be in my arms again.

Come to me, love

in three...
two..
one.

A rapturous delight

I breathed you in as you seduced
My thoughts. You unlocked my mind
Then freed my soul.
My heart burst into
Ecstasy. You had me strung from
the way
You moved inside of me.
Every thought of
You and I; Every thought of you and I together being free.
getting lost inside
Of each other would make my heart
Putter. Every night I close my eyes
and Feel you
inside of me. Moving deeper and
Deeper and deeper.
Tasting your thoughts.
Sensing your touches. Craving what we were destined to create; a rapturous delight.