𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄

I didn't know I was searching for you too.

But now that you're here everything finally makes sense.

Your words have me breathless.

But it’s your wordless language I’m craving right now.

If I’m the light of your mornings.

Let me be the fire in your nights.

Come find the warmth you’ve been searching for.

I’m waiting to show you just how well I understand every inch of you.

A queen needs her king to claim her.

You talk about the sweetness of my lips.

But I want to feel yours everywhere.

I want to lose that wordless language in the heat of us.

Since I’m the half you’ve been missing.

Come and make us whole tonight.

A holy surrender where the quiet spark grows.

You trace out a path where the shadows give way.

I pull you in close as the night starts to blaze.

If my body’s your altar, your touch is my creed.

A beautiful hunger that yields to your need.

Take the name from my lips.

Let it burn, let it stay.

We are locked in the heat where the rules fade away.

A midnight promise that we cannot keep.

And you are every danger that I need.

We leave no room for any past mistake.

In this ablaze and unforgiving space.

We find our peace inside the wild chase.

I want passion that keeps me on edge.

I want romance that feels high-stakes and reckless.

I crave the kind of desire that feels a little bit dangerous.

I want the heat of your focus and the thrill of the chase.

No safety nets, no holding back.

Give me romance that burns, and desire that feels beautifully dangerous.

My body demands.

A fever that quickens.

Beneath pulling hands.

We tangle in shadows.

The slow, heavy heat.

Where hunger and heartbeat

And hurricanes meet.

Skin tracing your lightning.

A desperate collision.

Two bodies undone.

By a single ambition.

No breath left for words.

As the boundaries fracture.

We burn in the wreckage.

Of absolute capture.

Then everything shatters.

A blinding white flash.

As galaxies splinter.

And boundaries crash.

We spill like a wildfire.

Too fierce to contain.

Devoured by pleasure.

Demented by pain.

Leaving your mark where you whisper my name.

A beautiful ache that I don't want to hide.

Pulling me under your absolute tide.

If lust rules the night, let the boundaries break.

I am wide awake, trembling, and yours for the take.

A deliberate ache that we ride until dawn.

My skin blooms on fire wherever you press.

Unraveled and wet in a beautiful mess.

Your lips write the friction my hips understand.

A breathless submission designed by your hand.

The sheets bunched and torn as we break every vow.

Your mouth drives me crazy, so wet and so deep.

Pulling groans from my throat that I can't even keep.

Dig your hands in my skin, let it bruise, let it burn.

We are past taking slow, every touch is a yearn.

Take the name from my lips, hear me gasp as you press.

Completely unchained in a beautiful mess.

Our skin slick with sweat as our heartbeats compete.

Your tongue drives me under a reckless desire.

Tracing lines down my thighs till the room is on fire.

Grip my hair, hold me tight, feel me arch to your touch.

I am losing my mind and I want it too much.

Let the boundaries break, let the wild rhythm rise.

I am yours for the taking, undone by your eyes.

To be known like that the master of my dreams and the keeper of my sins is all I’ve ever craved.

If you are the dawn of my intimacy, then I am the horizon waiting for you to break.

Don't just be a part of my destiny be the hand that writes it with me.

Then let the world lose it’s faith, as long as I have yours.

I want that fire.

I want to be the reason you never repent, the sin that feels more like a blessing.

If you are willing to be both my master and my slave, then I am already yours, from the quiet of the night until the end of time.

Not time, not silence, not the spaces between breaths.

Even when the sky darkens, I still see you in it.

Like a stubborn light that refuses to fade.

Like something sacred and dangerous.

Stitched into the fabric of every moment we share.

And yes time bends strangely around us.

As if it cannot decide whether to move forward or surrender to what we are becoming.

You speak of losing yourself in my chest but I feel it too.

The way certainty dissolves when I am close to you.

The way my thoughts quiet and my heart grows louder than reason.

We are not calm, not simple, not safe.

We are something restless and alive.

Like red clouds colliding in a sky that doesn’t know whether to storm or burn.

And still, in that chaos.

I find myself drawn closer to you.

Not away.

As if every piece of uncertainty between us only builds new ways for me to reach you again.

Taking in each other's presence.

Scents.

Body heat.

Tastes.

Touch.

Leaves me gasping for air.

Like I may never breathe again..