Longing for You
I have longed for you a thousand nights
How could fate have cursed me so
To look at you from such a distance
But to never get any closer
If only I could touch your skin
If only I could bite your neck
and lick the blood that slowly drips down your back
I would make for you a bed of roses even though I'm allergic to them
and we would lie down our bodies entwined in lustful flesh
My inncessent sneezing covering you in disguting bodily fluid
I would bury my head in your breast in a vain attempt to clear the air passages of my nose
blowing out and wiping it on your tender skin
You would pull me closer depriving me of air until I pass out
You would run your fingers through my head and I lay there convulsing
sympathetic you would leave me there to suffer while you take a shower to wash all the mucus off your body.
When I wake up I text you to make sure you are alright but I get no response.