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That night, you stole,
Something precious from me.
One glance, my heart,
Couldn’t disagree.
Everything was fine until
I walked in on your last ****.
Even though the signs all showed, I didn’t know
That you’re just evil.

I catch you sneaking out at night,
I knew something wasn’t right.
I thought that I knew you.
It’s always robberies in progress
Or some threat you made to Congress.
By the way you got some blood on your shoes.

Don’t try to distract me,
You always side track me
Your outfit does attract me, let’s get back to my point.
Thought it was love at first sight
But you just want to plan heists.
Am I just someone you see you can exploit?
And she said
“You’re my minion now.”
angel dust Jan 6
i yearn to know
                  what you are
             thinking.

      i can sense some of you
but
      it isn’t enough anymore


i like the way your knuckles
         and
               palms
expand
           and
                 contract
                 when you speak

                                             the way your
                               eyes grow when
                    you ask me
         something

the way you run your fingers
through your hair
before you tell a story

                        i want to know more of you...

yet
             i can’t help but wonder
how close should i allow myself?

                                        something about you
                      pulls me in

you are
  the moon
i am
     the ocean

a force,
       undeniable        
                powerful
                         magnetic
                                 hypnotic

my body and mind have
collapsed
        into you


                        and i need
   your authentic, organic, uninhibited
                         thoughts

the unknown entices me
                   and
         simultaneously
                              freezes me in my tracks.
annh Aug 2019
Tendrils of drowsy pleasure entice and hypnotise,
As daybreak storms; a rapturous collision,
Of distorted cadences and scintillating harmonies,
Between discarded blue-sky sheets.

‘I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.’
- Amanda Mosher, Better To Be Able To Love Than To Be Loveable
Talia Sep 2018
The more I find out, the less I know
you gaze into the black abyss of my eyes
while I admire your pale skin like it's snow
you think I can't see through your seductive disguise?
your blue eyes only entice me more
I didn't mean to dive in this deep
lost in your ocean, no hope of washing ashore
as your blond hair glistens in the moonlight, the secrets seem to seep.
Wyatt Aug 2018
She had many partners,
treated them like pawns.
Her voice sang for them a song.
A queen with a sharp look
and a smile so devious.
Left him in the hotel room
with a handful of grievances.
Enticed many curious eyes
with the sight of her body,
she moved with a hint of harmony.
*** appeal, her side of the deal.
Giving them more than
they could possibly feel.
She’s dressed up like royalty,
matching beauty with brains.
There was no boy in the night
that she couldn’t tame.
She lived like royalty, like a queen.
Pam Milla Aug 2017
The most enchanting of views grasped my conscience by simultaneous never-ending palpitations that slowly but surely circulated through the darkest & most deepest of gardens...

Far and away within those unique datum of charming beats...thousands of charms began to reveal like fireworks in the Sky...

It is an essence that travels so deeply into the air, that the air itself can't help but consume the remaining of the trace it leaves behind with each stroke...

That's the energy that wonders in the air for so long that I can't help myself but not captivate the residuals of the purity of its existence...

It is what it does to me day in...between...and out....
K Balachandran Aug 2017
million lights entice,
yet night loves far away moon.
baffling, love's choices!
Marco A Vargas May 2017
I am close not because
I wish to take a better look at you
But because your iris entices me

I am tight-lipped not because
I have nothing to say to you
But because you leave me breathless
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