The sight of your skin
makes my heart beat faster
my mouth water endlessly
my eyes widen with wanting
Has it really been that long?
Since I tasted your flesh?
Kissed the salt off your skin?
Devoured you...
The waiting is nigh unbearable
Like time has stopped
just to tease me
just to taunt me
making me wait to touch you.
But oh, when I do
I intend to savour it
touch you slowly
slide my hands down
your back, exquisite.
The beast lays quietly
within me
but I will release her
upon you
in time, without restriction,
and devour you.
I feel so obvious right now
and not in a good way
I feel I'm in the way and
too hard to miss.
Only standing out
because I am so boring and plain
the odd one out
amongst the freaks and the beautiful.
I hate feeling like I'm competing
Like I'm competing and losing
falling behind, unable to keep up
with the freaks and the beautiful.
I cannot compare
and have no right to stand
shoulder to shoulder
with the ones who catch your eye
and make you smile
and make you burn.
I don't want to drag you down
hold you back, taint your soul
with boredom and routine
you should be out
having fun,
being seen,
with the freaks and the beautiful
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