The most dangerous thing about attraction is how easily it becomes obsession

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The most dangerous thing about attraction is how easily it becomes obsession
The way the grey clouds of smoke swirled around your mouth.
I still remember...
The way your eyes bore into me as my body moved like silk.
I still remember...
How your touch sent electric pulses through my body, and now I am left with a memory, counting down the days until she leaves again.
Lust is a match struck in the dark,
all heat and hurry,
a mouthful of thunder.
It lives in fingertips,
in the space between breath and confession,
in the reckless pull of wanting
without asking why.
For one dangerous moment,
the world narrows
to skin, pulse,
and the unbearable need
to be closer.
I yearn for your touch on my sun kissed skin.
Does my silhouette still haunt the walls that you share with her.
I met the coolest person ever today actually