This isn't mine- I don't know who wrote this, it never had an author. But it was appealing to me.
I Crave ....
The feeling of your fingers
tracing the scars on my skin,
The tingle you leave on my lips
as your mouth parts ways with mine,
and the way your tongue forms my name
in a way that no other can match.
I Crave .....
The light in your eyes
when my pupils are reflected in yours,
the wrinkles covering the folds of your forehead
as worry takes over every cell in your body,
and the way your voice cracks
when the worry refuses to leave.
Your arms around mine
gentle, calming, warm,
the strength in your hands
as they grip mine tight,
and the way your nose crinkles
from the pain you refuse to admit you carry.
The times we were together,
nothing able to break us apart,
because you used to crave me too.
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