Full moon,
Savage tonight.
Unbridled and unleashed.

Then there’s you.
Lips, hands, and ocean eyes,
Wild and pleading for me.
And it’s all I can think about.

I am nerves
And fear.
You are dark
And dangerous.
Heartbreak waiting
To happen.

I’m afraid.
A fraud.
My eyes give me away.
Fixated on you.
Wanting you.
Yearning for it.

You were made for me.

2 responses to “Wanting You”

  1. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
    Come and enjoy this!!

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