Torment

Whiff of you...

You leave…
and you leave behind
a whiff of you…
In my bed
In my head
In my room

A tormenting breeze
twirls the curtains
and brings you back…
In my bed
In my head
In my memories

Strawberries half eaten
some juiced over me
re-creates your aftertaste…
In my bed
In my head
In my mouth

The vanilla candle
still creating shadows
draws you again…
In my bed
In my head
In my arms…

Come back.
Turn around.
Lets create another memory…
In my bed
In my head
In my soul!

About the author

Tappy Tippy

Late Bloomer, Coffee Drinker, French-Frier. Romance in her head. Erotica in her bones!