xLiV: Smoke and Mirrors
What I did, we did, should never be shared nor could it be explained. Neither of us could begin to think of replicating this all. We knew who each other were. We knew what we had to offer one another. We always fell for each other's bait; which leaves here. Hook in cheek, worm in belly. Full on everything we ever fed each other. I fight wiping my face clean of you, afraid of losing the advantage of both saying your name, and tasting your existence simultaneously. Not deep enough. Once in million life times does this happen - We're lucky.
GoodNight GoodBye.
GoodNight GoodBye.
41: Hope
Its the Maturing that hurts. Opposite is the painless. Realizing wrongs and then need to correct them is difficult. Not doing it is so carefree and easy. And the middle ground between each varies. We can't all ride the same wave. We can't all be yesterday's Us', me's, and you's. Eventually we'll need more from ourselves, So command it.
XXX8: Troubles At Home
The Double Standard. Men have more of a Nomadic, more Cavalier Right to sex than females. Some Women (Girls) don't understand the power of what they have. Them forfeiting themselves to just anyone is downright wrong and completely contrary of what It stands for. By the time most Women (Girls) figure it out, the damage is done. Exclusivity is Key when intimacy is concern. Never ever forget that.
3vII: "I Lust You Too"
You're so illusive. I assure both my implosion and Explosion upon your capture. The basement of my chest fills with wingless butterflies just off of the thought of you; heavy. Where do I go from here? Where do I go To There? Me force feeding myself false predictions of normality only heightens my interest. Where do I go from here? Where do I go To There? I Lust You So Much; more than you'll Ever Know. I'd make Beautiful Noise with you, only if you promise me the sweet sting of your Seduction.
Got'cha
XXXv1:
I Desperately trying to find you in yourself. Where are you? When exactly did you "go"? Where was I? So suddenly you went; no trace, no bye, no nothing. Just absence and a lot of questions. When you find out where you went, let me know. We'll go find her together. But in the mean time, I'll be over here on my own self quest.
XXXv: Hello Again?
I rather not. At this point, every step is mocked by the last; and every word is eaten by the one before. I'd (probably) rather not. Maybe I'm just coming back because I have no where to go.
Maybe not so
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