PEMDAS

Unequivocally

I need your touch

Your love

Your lust

Inhale me

In burning lungs

Soaring eyes

Let me be lost

Layered up

Break my bones

Guarding treasure

Draconic

Faded days

Let it ache

Bite down hard

Make it rough

I want to feel

Edges and hues

Splintered and tangled

Buried in brambles

Gordian knots

Caught in throats

On approach

To this lost coast

Shipwrecked on

These passing words

Reddened flags

Iconic

Bitter twist

Salty air

Breathe into me

I'm growing stale

I want to be a flavor

That never fades

I want to be a ghost

That never leaves

Asymmetrically

Needing

Exponentially

Please excuse me

PEMDAS

Photo by Torsten Dettlaff: https://www.pexels.com/photo/pencil-lead-in-shallow-poto-56902/