Pages And Pocket Squares

Reading an original writing by Tumblr user @DarkAzazael Missing Him She misses him. She desires him and yet she can’t have him. She watches from a distance. She craves his touch, she craves his words, she wants him to experience her mind before he touches her skin. She misses him. The sound of his voice, the elicit feelings she had when she heard him speak. The way she touched herself at the thought of him, the phantom fingers brushing aside her hair. The ghost lips as he kissed her neck and breasts. The warmth that speared her sex as she dreamt about him spending hours face down in her soft pink folds. All she wants is for him to smile. She wants what she can’t have. ~ DarkAzazael ~ 9/5/16