Addicted to Your Lips
Your lips, a danger I can’t resist,
A silent promise in every kiss.
Like poison sweet, they pull me in,
A losing game I long to win.
The taste of you, a burning flame,
Each word you speak, I call your name.
A reckless hunger, raw and deep,
That haunts me even when I sleep.
Your touch ignites a quiet ache,
A fevered thirst I cannot break.
No cure exists, no sweet release,
Just stolen moments, never peace.
I chase the ghost of every smile,
A fleeting spark, a fragile while.
Your lips, my sin, my sacred vow,
I need them more than life allows.
A whispered lie, a soft caress,
I’m lost in every cruel finesse.
Addiction blooms with every sip,
Forever drawn to your burning lips.
Even when you’re far away,
Their memory refuses to stray.
I can’t wait to taste once more
The juicy lips my tongue adores.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I’m addicted to your amazing poems! Great work