Cravings

I’m aching for you...

It’s a slow, pulsing hunger that’s settled beneath my skin.

My body’s just starting to feel like mine again after being sick, and now all it wants is you. But you’re so tired... worn down by everything you carry.

I wish it felt like a release for you the way it does for me - a place to fall into each other and forget the world.

I crave the weight of you, the rhythm of our breath syncing, our bodies slipping over each other’s curves and edges.

I want to lose myself in your eyes again - the ones that used to devour me with that wicked glint, like you knew exactly how to unravel me.

I miss the way you used to want me...

Impatient. Hungry.

I miss that fire. That kiss that made me forget my own name. That look that told me I was yours.

I still want you just as badly. Maybe more.

How can I get us back to that place of unbridled passion?