desire

it's a craving.
like a
sink-my-teeth-in-
and-indulge-in-it
craving.
i want some part of you
to always be touching me.
whether it's your lips on my neck
or mine on yours.
your fingertips on my chest,
my eyes on you.
you know I love the sound when your
breaths are taken over by
persistent pleasure.

you’ll never be able to get away,
you will never escape.
i've handcuffed you to my bed
and i don't even have any handcuffs.
i've tied your heart to mine,
but I didn't need any rope.
your mind only knows me,
i'm your sense of familiarity.
i AM your sense of home.
you find yourself bound to me,
but you did it all on your own.