#unanticipated
We have our very own perspective
Good to you, bad for me
It depends on how a person treats it
With R E S P E C T
When we talk about it
Our ears heed and
Questioning is absolute
An upright man who learns
How to start a fire
Rush
White cloud
Harmonious color schemes
Perfect juxtaposition
Wonderful feeling of tranquility
Imaginary sweet-sounding sounds
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 7:36 AM UTC
I dismantle you little by little,
pick you apart piece by piece
as I edge you ever closer to the precipice.
Your curiosity is titillated
by the tantalizing nothings
I whisper to draw you near,
promises I never intend to keep.
I tease as we creep, and you have no clue
as to the depths of my nefarious intent
until the moment I lay my hands
on your chest
and push.
Your hands catch, grasp tightly.
So I lean forward and gift you
with one last kiss
before I stare into your eyes
as I peel them from the surface.
Laughter pours forth
as I witness your fall
from high above.
I turn and walk away,
my deceit complete.
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC