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Thursday, January 12, 2006

Wasted Time

I remember first shyly averting his eyes
Afraid to be pulled into the lies
I tried to play the role of a tease
But he glided into my heart with ease
My body fought him for two long years
Then he brought my soul to tears
The effect he had on me seemed unreal
There was nothing left to conceal
I let him explore every part of me
Sending my mind and body into ectasy
His body my temporary fix
All because I fell for his tricks
I'm trying desperately to let go
But my body keeps screaming no
I wish I could get back that wasted time
I guess thats what happens when dealing with slime

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