she kissed me.
a bittersweet taste ached in my mouth.
she was too sweet for me.
my hands caressing her body melting as her softness became my only remedy.
I wanted her.
in more ways than one.
her blue eyes had a vindictive intent.
a seductive glow.
a shine that alienated me to my being.
I was being ripped apart.
torn from my innocence and my devilish endeavor.
yet I wanted nothing more than to taste her.
her porcelain sunkissed skin.
golden from the summer sun's rays yet I couldn't get enough.
I tasted heaven and cried for hell.
I wanted her naked in so many ways.
different positions we could stay in bed for days.
yet the little devil on her shoulder tempted me when we were alone.
the taste of her lipstick lingering dead on my tongue.
such life.
as I peel layer after layer off of her leaving her bare.
my lips hovering with a mind of their own.
my hands consuming her as I tasted the depths of her making her smile underneath my kiss.
my touch spreading like fever.
caressing her like fire.
killing the butterflies in her stomach replacing them with fireflies as they burned so passionately.
leaving a erotic whisper teasing her ear as I pounded from behind.
gasping she lost control.
wanting the very breath I allowed her to breathe.
as I made it hard.
but she died just for a taste then another.
kissing her down.
tasting the forbidden.
yet I knew I was falling in love with how she taste.
I could want it forever.
this yearning.
this aching inside.
playing devil's game with fire.
and loving how it burned.
yet love edged on my tongue.
warmth kissed me in ways I wanted to die.
yet I claim her like a scar on the battlefield.
like a tattoo I was obsessed with wearing.
madly in love.
madly involved.
madly burning.
wanting to keep her.
I guess love is kinda insane.
feeling heaven.
wanting hell.
yet the taste of you had me.
what a beautiful hell.
yet I fell under your spell.
©darkmocha
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