Confounding Thoughts

March 21, 2017April 3, 2017 ~ Erisel Cruz

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.

Published by Erisel Cruz

Erisel Cruz is a social media & communications consultant for Utah Dine Bikeyah, and writer based in Maryland. She's an avid reader, gaymer, Pokemon Master, and lover of fountain pens. She is a web administrator of For Colored Girls Who Lead and Teh Lunchbox Publications. Find her on Twitter chatting about pop culture @EriselCruz or on Instagram hiking and journaling @erisel. View all posts by Erisel Cruz