If anyone saw me come in they also saw my discomfort
The slight twitch in my lip when small talk became unnatural
I move closer, beside you, I hover
I hide sincere lust with silence
Calculations upon recalculations
How can I close in
How do I approach
How many calories have I had today
I turn around, pace the room, turn back
Every time I see you I am LOVEstruck
You still offer yourself freely
Society frowns upon this infatuation
My inability to walk away
Your complete disregard for my demise
If only I had the power
The esteem, The control
A wetnap
I imagine the decadence of a future with you in it
Desire leaves me winded, I clear my throat
Put my hand on the hilt and push down on the blade
Double Chocolate Ganache
I do!
About the Creator
Regan Smith
This is the Bio of what you don't see.
The fire behind the eyes filled with tears.
The empty belly full of laughter.
The drawn out lies created by truth.
Enjoy the madness I find time to put forth non-telapathically...
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