Complete
Drunk
on your lips.
Soft and seeking
a way to my heart.
Just one taste
makes me tipsy
A brand new addiction
and one I adore.
Dizzy
and spinning
from three simple
syllables
that catch my breath
and stop my heart.
Leave me trembling
on the floor.
Biting
at fingers.
Failing to suppress
a smile
I can't control
as I whisper them back.
I've never felt so
complete before.
Copyright © Brittney Rhoda-Goode | Year Posted 2008
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