His eyes were deep as an untasted well.
Promising endless nights of oblivion.
When he asked me what I wanted to drink
I was tempted to put him to the test.
Because I'm forever a contradiction to either common sense or recklessness.
If you tell me what I want
I will give you what you want to have.
But when the guessing game is over,
we're both left unsatisfied and needy.