i don’t know why i can’t get myself over this gif
Don’t ask me about his lips. How they ruby and burn. Stretch full over white teeth, taut like a drum. I want him to make music of me.
Don’t ask me about his hands. The way they are scarred with stories. How they slide thick down his legs as I stare. Mouth cotton; eyes hungry.
Don’t ask me about my hunger. The way my stomach drops tight when he looks at me. The way my palms itch for his bones. Don’t ask me about my fear. The way he comes to me.
How I open my mouth to say “Yes” and it comes out “I’m sorry.””
things i would like to do with someone cute:
- take you to my favorite spots in my city
- watch netflix and cuddle with you
- hold your damn hand
- run my hands through your hair while we furiously make out