Unholy Craving

My fears took shape,
Yet still naked, I waited.
Each rejection lit the itch,
A rush I couldn’t shake.

The silence, so addictive,
Her coldness, a constant ache.
I trembled, exposed,
Lust blurring what’s safe.

Her absence consumed me,
A hunger, wild, untamed.
Every thought twisted deeper,
And still, no shame remained.

Entwined in Ink

I want to wrap
you in my words,
to emerge with you,
woven in verse.
Let me entwine
my thoughts with yours,
flirt with the curves
of your delicate lines.
I’ll hold you close
in my sonnets,
imprint my ink
on your skin,
my pen in tune
with the rhythm of your breath.
Play with your syllables,
whispering secrets,
until you explode,
reaching poetic peaks.