Poetry time

[Se****]

Hunger in the Dark

By Steven Millet

In the hush between your breaths,
I hear the hunger you try to hide.
A pulse beneath your skin
calling me closer,
daring my hands to trespass
where innocence trembles.

Your body is a secret language,
every curve a syllable,
every sigh a verse.
I press my lips to your edges,
writing you open
line by burning line,
until the page of you is drenched
with ink that drips like desire.

When you whisper my name,
it will not be a prayer,
but a confession—
that you are starving for the taste
only I can give you.

[Xa****]

Very seductive I like it!🙌🏽