Confession of Obsession

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My Addiction

Breath, kiss, whisper

Obsessing on sounds

As soft as a feather

Wanting to hear them on the skin

Wanting to taste them like a dream

As sweet as peach as it is addicting

As fiery as the sun as it is consuming

How such simple things

Leave us with so much needing

How the mere thought of you

Makes me bleed with longing

How your scent lingers on

As it carves in my memory

How the feel of your touch

Left its trail so sweetly

As the sun sets and shines,

There's nothing i can do

When my very own breath

Reminds me of you.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

... you are good for me, and you are bad for me. i don't really mind, even if sometimes it can be a bit too much  ^_^

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i really like this poem