You Will Never Be Mine.

Your fingertips glide against my skin, a trail of goosebumps left behind.

Your breath lingering, twirling itself with mine.

Your arms latch on, and gaining leverage above me, you climb.

Your lips are inches from my own; they speak words of divine.

Edging me closer and closer, and release me right before it's time.

Lust and Anticipation, this roller-coaster that I ride.

My nails dragging against you, leaving paths of crimson on your side.

We cannot deny the temptations, as we already tried.

Thoughts of loss drift away, my body aching for you stuck in my mind.

You give me satisfaction, my adoration for you intensified.

Only to know you will be gone by morning-time.

As I will never be yours.

And you will never be mine.