Contemplation

Addicted to stars

I feel his body pressed against mine, it's euphoric.

If I could see stars from what laying in bed with him made me feel I would.

His hands caress my curves and I know he said "no feelings attached" and I question what it means that I feel addicted to his body.

It's a foreign thing to want a body and nothing more but I wouldn't mind more

His body is my drug, only on mine. No one else.

The thought of him with someone else makes my teeth grind

We agreed to only lie with each other.

For how long

Who knows
But until then I will relish in this feeling just once

To live

Wild with my own flesh

Choosing who I desire

Living free this once before I tuck myself away

We both feel the best we have ever felt with someone

with each other.

But in the morning when I awake I go home, a wave goodbye but no more.

He offers me breakfast and I shake my head

I have no room for food

Days pass and then it's a repeat of it.

I don't feel like I couldn't live without him.

But I don't want it to end either

At least not soon

I wonder if what I'm doing would be considered a sin

But if this is a sin

Then call me a cruel sinner because I'm addicted to him and his body

He makes me feel like starlight and I'm not ready to give up this feeling just yet