Fragile fog of far-away desires.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
This is just driving me crazy. I’m holding on to your filthy hand that had held my hand through all those mess I made and it feels so surreal that I can’t even question your presence. Exhale.
I know you wanna touch me once again. Get it on! Hold me like you held me back than; see? I’m all for you tonight. Inhale.
I’ve always been the faithful worshiper of beauty and you’re just way too beautiful in those tight leggings. But I’m also a dictator of the most vicious kind so I won’t be the one to make a move; not now. Exhale.
I examine your chest covered with scratches. It reminds me of those kisses exchanged. Inhale.
The heat of your skin is something utterly new. I thought there’s nothing left inside the cage of your fragile ribs; I wanna set you free so badly. Exhale.
You dig your nails into my back as you whisper three words into my ears.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
Jessica Brooklyn Vicious
