Confounding Thoughts

I want no one.

I never have.

I want her.

I want to touch her,

I want her to touch me.

I want us naked.

I don’t want sex,

I don’t need sex.

I need her.

I need her skin against mine,

Her weight pressed against me.

Her arms around me and mine around her.

I want to lay eyes on her, drink her in.

I want to drown in her until I can’t get enough,

I’ll never get enough.

I starve for her.

A/N: I wrote this a while ago and played with it today. I’m still not sure where it’s going but I place it in the ether now and maybe I’ll come back to it later to play with it some more. This is what I get for being a Pisces.

Author: Erisel Cruz

Erisel Cruz is a web/media manager and writer based in Maryland. She's an avid (more like addicted) reader, gaymer, Pokemon Master, Slytherin, and secret hedgehog. She is the proud mother of two spoiled Husky/Lab mixes, and hopes to one day own a cat named Minerva (tabby or otherwise). She is a proud member of For Colored Girls Who Lead & Teh Lunchbox Publications. Catch her on Twitter at @LatinxSlytherin.

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