Flesh Caress

Your shadow crawls across my skin,

A whisper sharp enough to cut right in.

Every heartbeat’s pounding like a threat,

A promise wrapped in sweat and regret.

You say it’s love, but it feels like a test,

A razor‑thin line in a flesh caress.

Flesh caress — pulling me under,

Soft like a sigh, loud like thunder.

Every touch is a beautiful mess,

I’m losing myself in your flesh caress.

Your fingerprints burn like a brand,

A wildfire I can’t command.

I chase the spark even when it hurts,

Addicted to the danger in your words.

You say “hold on,” but you’re tearing me apart,

A velvet blade pressed against my heart.

Flesh caress — pulling me under,

Soft like a sigh, loud like thunder.

Every touch is a beautiful mess,

I’m losing myself in your flesh caress.

We dance on the edge where the broken bleed,

Two silhouettes tangled in need.

I know this fire will burn me alive,

But I keep coming back just to feel alive.

Skin on skin —

A war I can’t win.

Breath on breath —

A kiss close to death.

Flesh caress — I’m fading fast,

Caught in a moment I pray won’t last.

Every touch is a beautiful mess,

I’m dying to feel your flesh caress.