When you look at me,

you see me.

More than that, you read me.

Your gaze burns me,

exposing everything I am.

Every time you singe my skin

I see, everything

I wish

I was.

Lips touch, eyes closed,

It’s no reason to fuck you,

just to stop you looking at me.

Heart rates race,

bodies press together.

I can’t take the closeness,

so I pull you closer.

I can fuck everything up,

while wishing it was over.

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