temptation the salivation....steaks running wild in our imagination
not the child from the third world country they dreams of rice and clean water, suffering from stomach inflammation
no more hesitation
regrets never earn commemoration, but persevere via faulty dedication

don't hesitate just act.....because then the outcome will be exact, that's a fact we remember in countless situational drafts

there is the draft of the cold breeze, she quivers at her knees as i whisper warm air into her ear canal, she smiles due to a warming sensation which intrigues
ear canal turned into an air tunnel resembling the structure of a funnel that we take for granted
my words produce air currents
harsh winds torment us as hurricanes wreaking havoc on all life and sound structures
gentle breezes persuade us to befriend the outdoors and our surroundings
initiate relief and relaxation
breezes accumulate into strong winds escalating into hurricanes
be careful not to let a breeze take hold of you; for we never know where the wind truly goes

i dare not to unleash a tempest upon my tranquil waters because i know i will be it's final victim