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Distant eyes fall over me
like autumn- carelessly swift.
A smooth caress of hearts,
or was that just your hand
slithering through, tugging at my heart?
Silk sheets wrap me in folds
of your intoxicating body (playing
along my skin like a light flickering).
I’m washed over in a warped sense
of fear, loathing and wonderment.
You're snaking on the bed attracted
to the heat of the moment,
but is that all you care about?
As you n** at my pulse,
all my thoughts can mimic
are the song’s last words,
a subliminal understanding,
“Is this real(ly what I want)?"
 Lovers Never Tell · Thu Jul 24, 2008 @ 08:51am · 0 Comments |
