Apr 2010
Balance.
For the beam on which I waltz upon
Is lust.
I’ve lost control.
All sense of limitations;
Disappear in a puff of smoke.
I breathe you in.
Only for a moment,
but its enough
To break me.
For the beam on which I waltz upon
Is lust.
I’ve lost control.
All sense of limitations;
Disappear in a puff of smoke.
I breathe you in.
Only for a moment,
but its enough
To break me.
Copyright 2010 Monica Figueroa
