lust.

i'm in new york city, baby. new york city. the city that burrows in my bones and electrifies me. the city that encapsulates my desires and longings. the city that tells me that it's never too late, that i'm never too late. overwhelm me with your lights and furious living and passion. you are the lover that terrifies me with your grand gestures and romantic stylings because how long can that last? you sweep me off my feet. and make me think that nothing else looks as good on me as this city looks on me. even our fights make me hot. this place that tells me that i am alive. that being awake is a way of being, not an option. this is love. this is love delayed and denied, but this is love. take me as i am. i'm in the city, baby. the city. there is no place but here. i have come back to you. and you've been waiting. i've come home. and you won't say anything when i leave, knowing that i will dream of you when i sleep. and someday, will wake up, and come back to my true love. this place that fills me with lust. lusting. lustfully. lust. i want this city so bad. i live elsewhere, but this city that tempts me and teases me until i can't say no, and there i am, back in her arms. and i want to explore every inch of her. i want to get lost in the complicated fractured beauty of this city. fill me with desire. wear me out, keep me up all night. make me never want to leave, make me never want anything other than you, right now, in this moment.