He is temptation.

it's torture every time our eyes meet
my ribs contract and my breath evapourates
and i dream of the way your hands wander on my skin
sketching constellations with your fingertips
lips laced with heroine, tongue full of addiction

you're a sinner baby
thank god i'm a sinner too
you don't know what you're doing to me.


Write your thoughts kindly, ... or at least as thoughtfully as you possibly could.