Mesmerized by your dark eyes Under gas station florescent lights Rummaging through deep pockets Demanding money be put in the bag Emphasis on the curse words with Ripe and rosey dried cracked lips
Malevolent spirit doing a danger dance Enticing me into your territory
Decadence in your worldly hatred A bitter sweet flavor on my teeth Demanding and forever ****** Dismal with a soft sweet center Yes. I'll see you on the other side.
POV: being attracted to the man robbing the gas station you work at.