- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Makes It Better
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So, you want me to crave it
You want me to lust for it
You say it makes it better
Better for who
I am obsessed with you and
You’ll never know
Because I will never let you know
Tendrils of you are entwined in my brain
They hold fast no matter how I try to extricate them
And I try so hard to extricate them
When I use the others
Who fall so easily for me
They will do anything for me
But it’s you who I always want, always crave, always lust for
Why can’t I know how you really feel
Why can’t you tell what I want to know
Say the words I long to hear
The words I long to hear from your lips
I know I know
It’s my fault that I let myself fall for you
I remember the exact moment I got hooked
The feeling was palpable
It hit me like a fucking sledgehammer
You don’t feel the “urgency”
The longing for me that I feel for you
You’re not suffering, you’re not in pain
You’re so fucking lucky
