she had the eyes of a venus fly trap
my looks didnt matter to her
she was decadent..ever so gracious yet a female that i couldn't call my own..
she knew this as well..the tease..
my options pixelated
the what-ifs buzzing around my mind
blurring the vision of the mere fly (me)
she caught her prey
stem straight awaiting my arrival,
almost in a presumptuous manner,
already assuming my dignity will succumb to her unholy desires.
ravenous teeth disguised as wispy lashes
devouring my very being with every
blink.
couldnt sleep yesterday night..mind is restless..aaaaand then i woke up to pink eye :/