I want you.
her words cut me like a dagger just press and twist.
I want you bad.
her blue eyes needing me somehow as they sparkle seductively in the moonlight.
waiting for a response.
she took the plunge.
kissing me hard leaving my knees weak.
the taste sweet it could be poison yet the taste of lipstick and blood enticed me.
her soft hands traveling deep down my body as she was the harshness on my lips.
her fingers caressing deeply on my chest tracing me like a canvas followed by her tongue as she tasted my richness.
her purple long hair cradle my chiseled body as I laid there as she kissed me down.
tasting heaven.
hard and heavy.
she licked me like some ice cream.
as I was her favorite.
chocolate.
dark and handsome yet her lipstick stained lips couldn't get enough.
I thought I'd pregnate her right on this bed.
my dick hard heavy with cum as she played a promiscuous game with my waist.
I lost.
as I was her one true love.
and my lips plague her existence over and over again in ways she couldn't fathom.
yet she smiled at her work as she loosened my belt wanting the big bulge in my pants like a fever.
as she kissed me so hard the taste wouldn't leave.
the taste that had me.
I love you. she breathed as I caught my breath.
and pulled her close and whispered I love you knowing I meant it which saved me and killed me not the fact I did but the fear of losing her.
the sense of dread not to kiss her porcelain skin again to not smell the sweet aroma of her perfume on my shirts.
it was simply the agony of poetry to me and that I can't live without.
the toxicity of her words.
the smile I couldn't help but adore.
the laugh I'd die to hear.
yet she's everything to me.
yet I kill just to see her again.
to taste heaven again.
knowing it's hell to pull away.
it's the knowing that you couldn't.
©darkmocha
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