15 April 2025

Premature Intimacy

The desire in the mouth
Dripping to lips-
Almost undressing you
With my eyes.
My gaze would always
Try to devour you
Like you're a feast.

I read you page by page.
Touch every word with
Fingers to taste your
Meaning on my tongue-
You're a book of riddles
And how I wanna be an
Egyptian cryptic.

The bombarding wild
Thoughts in my head.
Getting shaped and
Reshaped- smeared
With wet passion-

I would leave no
Opportunity to thicken
The air between us
With my wit-
Love the way you look
When you try to hide
A blush.

This compulsion of mine
To intoxicate myself on
Each of your breaths-
You're almost a landmine
I wanna accidentally trip.

But I know you want me
Walk away at the right
Amount of heat-

I see you explode alone
From the sidelines and
Ohh! How hard it is to
Contain myself from
My own ruins.