All my friends told me so, the words of wisdom being pushed
aside like the rain on a car screen. Wiping them all away, simply not
listening, destined to head straight towards that brick wall of fate. I told
myself, even witnessed the words resounding into my own ears, that I wouldn't
fall, but seldom do the wishes of others come true.
I know that I'm down, heart waiting to fail, scampering
around like a lost child, but that still won’t stop me in this endeavour of
mind. Just a few simple words, the never-ending gaze of yours, meant that I was
hooked quicker than a fish within this very sea of life.
You walked in, on that day, with that fancy walk of yours.
The confidence simply embraced every single man within that room and place.
Normally, I’d ignore such things, being the person that I am. Calm, a relaxed
view of the world, letting most moments deflect themselves from my view but
this was different. Your eyes, the way you handled yourself, knowing, the
attitude that spoke of a world where you sat on top, riding the way that you
liked, owning all that you could see. The world was yours and it would never,
ever, beg to be let go.
I tried to be passive, nonchalant to your advances, but
there’s only so much resolve a man can work with before breaking. I’d said no,
a hundred times, a thousand times, within my own mind yet, when it came down to
actually saying the word in real life… I failed. I gave in. I embraced everything you had to
offer. I dived in, drenched myself in your very core, wrapped you around me until
I could take no more.
That’s where the trouble starts, where the story becomes a
dramatic slice of mystery. How much is enough? There’s such a thing, in life,
called a roller coaster. The ideal situation would be the highs, with no lows,
but that’s not life, especially with you. It’s more like a roller coaster in
the bedroom, with the up and down threatening to spiral out of control into the
real world. You see, it’s madness to assume that a man has no limits, but when
faced with such a woman that knows none, it can leave a person broken.
The emotional turmoil, the deafening silence, then the
moment where you’re demanding. More is never enough, more is what you always
want, but how much more can a single person ever provide. You want me to flow
like a river, never ending, twisting my fingertips across your skin, never
finding that your thirst is ever satisfied. It’s endless, boundless, faultless
and more.
You’re temptation to a level I’ve never seen, hardly felt,
but never prepared for. One-minute cold and then, the next, scolding
temperatures threatening to burn the very senses from my skin. I would run from
you, if I could command my body to move even one inch away from yours. I’m
trapped, the web being your lips, the spider being those darn hips, with your
smile making me your easy prey.
All my friends told me so, the words of wisdom being washed
away as your lips pressed against mine. Wiping away all of their words,
destined to head straight towards you, knowing my ever-present fate. I told
myself, even witnessed the words resounding into my own ears, that I wouldn't
fall, but seldom do the wishes of others come true.
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