Infatuated by Temptation?

I look at you & I'm bewildered by this "storage" feeling I get.

Like you are some new & one time only available product & I get this urge to run to the store & buy out all the racks at every store that carries you & ration you for two forevers.

Even if that store is in Bangladesh & you cost three years salary plus taxes...

I smell you & I am bubbly with sensation inside.

Like I ate a live nest of bumble bees. Yes it hurts!!! But it's almost good pain I just need them to go into autopilot not "crashlanding mode".....

I kiss you & I don't care how many cliches my mind conjures up.

I melt down... sink in & fly high... soar!

Lose myself & forget me.... & remember you. Us?

Bitanem?

No. But for the first time I believe in someones potential to be just that.

You touch me & I forget the colors of fear painted over my eyes.

All walls built up - POOF & disappear. Is that a good thing?

Never have I felt so safe. Is that safe?

So gentle. Even now I want to say fuck my doubts!!!

You whisper something naughty in my ear as your hands wander down my back,

I'm confident & know I will love it.

For the first time.

Yes please eat me like a lunchable sir!

Then you're grabbing my hair just the way I like it & my panties are in a bunch...

You observe my naked body & no approval is needed.

I'm out of breath, makeup has been sweated away & my hair would make the cast of Lion King jealouse.

But I love myself now.

It can be over this instant & I would smile because I gained simply that.