When Things Go Wild
The man just walked into the room
and everyone has noticed
You feel his presence in his skin
and tune into his heartbeat
His only one, but lustful, look
you tasted like pure wine
flowing lovely through your every inch
of flesh, through every vein.
His mouth is closed, the air is muted but you have felt seduced
Inside your heart you seek the chance of succumbing into passion
The time is still, the pain just freed, the bronze masks out of use.
You notice that you hold your breath, you're grasping, fall from bed;
and then you wake up.
ain't it terribly annoying when it happens?? ;)
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Viperrackposted on 07/21/2009
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