Last Request

Flesh You have soften... Ever since those lips have touched, you wait in hope that they don't rush; for the feel of them, even though you try to pocket, cannot be memorized. For that mouth was quick in not revealing, and was sure to steal whatever feeling, so no stray feeble hairs would try to grasp, to make that kiss linger or last. And yet confusion has already filled my cup, I do not mind drinking it, if you're the one who gives me luck. But I know you didn't want me thirsty, but you left this glass and my mind is still working, on this thought I had about you and me, I waited so long, but then you had to flee. And here I am still beating, with you inside my chest. Please don't leave me wanting, one more kiss, last request...