Corruption and Seduction, twins living in discordant harmony.
Firstly, Corruption lives in a crowded home, in the lamplit living rooms and in the starched collars and sore legged dining halls.
        Seduction lives in the attic, and ghosts from room to room, leaning on others as it passes, like an injured soldier.    
         Guiding into places seldom spoken of and rarely trod.
She asked him how he could change his mind so quickly.
I think his mind was never made in the first place.

Be it Corruption or Seduction, they live as synonyms and antonyms.
A promise broken, words thrown aside or forgotten, a trust crumbling to dust.
Credit this, not to one or the other, but to both, working for each other to accomplish the objectives laid at their feet by the gods.
Moments of weakness, burdened with fear and doubt, belong to this indecent pair.
         Scoffed by most, yet intimately known to all, Corruption and Seduction manipulate and corrugate.

I want to love you again
But tonight my lust is stronger
So that will have to do for now

cherry colored lips,
sun made freckles,
eyes that are and will always be the most beautiful eyes i've ever seen.
i didn't know life until i met you.
i didn't know love until you showed me.
i feel lucky enough to have found you and held you.
with you,
i can hear the calming sounds of the sea,
the rain sounds beautiful when i'm with you not sad,
i can see me alive two years from now.
you are my muse and i will never let you die as long as they read my words.
our love will be infinite,
we will be infinite.

Nevermind what I said,
       all those years ago, leaning into you with the soft gravity of love.
Nevermind where we were,
       even though it's just a few feet away from me right now.

Forget the way it was said,
       the words uttered low, sweet to your ears, almost tangibly yours.
Forget the way it made you feel,
       each syllable serenading your jilted senses.

Please take away the memory,
       tear from me the double edged recollections
of you.

I stood,
   I shouted,
       And I was heard.
I came down in the field of heroes
       Loving myself just that one inch more,
   one inch that makes all the difference.
And now I lay, in soft grassy arms,
   leaving behind the noise and pain,
gaining in love what I lost in lust
   And concluding the dance started
so long ago.

Wrapped in silk and satin
she has been waiting
long.
She doesn't expect him
not anymore, but habit
stays.
She nor grins,nor frowns
standing at the end of her lawn
alone.
The day count lost numbers,
lost many days and slumber
hours.
Hope faded, love went,
only she stayed
so far.