You Walk in. My mind going straight to insatiable. A tank top and shorts. That was overkill and it wasn't fair. Cuz you knew my Achilles heel. You. Perfect tantalizing almost chemistry off the charts sweet you. 4'11 and haunted such a frame as a ghost. Every night since the first night in my dreams. My body and my subconscious tainted by sweet things. No one wonder Aphrodite walked in a room just to steal breath. But you steal my everything. Cuz you are everything. Us inches away from each other. The door far away and not in between. One kiss one touch one fever could be. Slowly flirting with you. As you smile and yet giggle. Me not rough just cautious. But your heartbeat says everything. Now I know how Edward Cullen when he first saw Bella. Hungry yet falling. Wanting yet needing. Tormented sweetly yet knowing uncertainty is a bittersweet fruit. Yet hot pink lip gloss another kryptonite like syrup that I would just want just as bad As my hands ache just cling to the static that made us magnets. Telepathy as my fingers wrote poetic a love poem without a pen. Kisses and a slow easy burn. And a low growl. That left butterflies to compose a lavender haze tornado again and again. You ferociously loved me like I would die possibly break in your hands. Hunger of my every idea of you just candy as my being became red. Not out of fever. But of Red. My hands feenin for heaven that was like butter but felt firm like a apple. A poisonous apple yet it just sweet when you belonged to me. Friends. Family. Obsolete. To just cradling you slow in my hands. My arms never knowing warmth. Or the bittersweet idea of tenacious pyro. Till I saw you for the first time. After thinking I would never find the haunting capability to love or fall again.