::02:16:08::

::: Gotta Have :::

I just want her.
I gotta have her.
Regardless; she belongs
to another.
I ache for her: her smell lingers
as she walks out the door.
I watch her mouth. I feel her tongue
slide across her lips after every few words.
Does she know my admiration?
My devotion?
My deepest love. Craves her yearnings.
I want to kiss each one of her fingertips.
Watch her cry; cause she’s alive and
I’m loving it.
I feel her breast on my face, and know
I would savior her taste.
Remember every space of her.
Hear her voice and know her choice.
see her face and know her place.
Where does she need me to be?
If she should only whisper;
I’m listening

Written by: ~ Nicole