Eyes bewitched by a heart lost
She beckons me with gentle insinuations of a delicate curve here,
a supple one there
A smile that whispers a promise of tender affections,
a grace that captivates the imagination
The empty cavity beats like a metal detector
warmer…faster…louder…
as I make timid steps one in front of the other
warmer…faster…louder…
until the rhythmic tension forces action.
Part lips and utter broken glass over muddled first impressions
………………
Another clumsy step on the dance floor of my love story
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 5:39 PM UTC
Eyes bewitched by a heart lost
She beckons me with gentle insinuations of a delicate curve here,
a supple one there
A smile that whispers a promise of tender affections,
a grace that captivates the imagination
The empty cavity beats like a metal detector
warmer…faster…louder…
as I make timid steps one in front of the other
warmer…faster…louder…
until the rhythmic tension forces action.
Part lips and utter broken glass over muddled first impressions
………………
Another clumsy step on the dance floor of my love story
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