You pull me in
With your wild grin,
Dark intent held in those bright eyes.
I push you back,
For it is fact,
That I will return for these highs:

To feel your hands,
Warm against cold,
Travel in a path that's much too bold;

To feel my head
Kiss the hard wall,
And float up above as I then fall;

To feel your lips
Nip my fair skin,
Down a trail that lights me up within;

To feel my body
As you retreat,
Knowing that this feeling was deceit.

September 29th, 2023