Sincerely, Jennifer x

The night was young and naive.

We were old before our time.

You were drunk on my doorstep,

and I was swept up in your sweet, sandy stare,

watching you sink your teeth into your soft lips.

A kiss,

slow and gentle,

taming your temper,

and your tension,

after a long, hard day.

I want to be your remedy,

my passion,

pulsing beside your racing heart.

I want to hold you,

until you feel safe to be sober.

I want you,

relentlessly,

so much that I mutter your name every moment.