Deception

Who dreams of lust?

Caught between heaven and hell.

Close enough to touch

but too far away to tell.

Trading glances of desire,

that never should be seen.

Trying hard to hide the fire

that keeps us in between.

Supreme deception,

building walls around our lies.

Hoping that they’re soundproof

and can drown out all our sighs.

But how can this be wrong?

When there’s nothing being done.

Something just as dangerous

as a loaded gun.

Just knowing what could happen

if something came of this.

How this could turn out,

for one shot at bliss.

And then where would we be?

Would I look into your eyes,

and see the reflection

of someone you despise?

Could I do without you?

Could I make it on my own?

And would you even notice

if I left you alone?

I think I’m in too deep

but wanting to go deeper.

Never really thought

I’d consider you my keeper.

And would these feelings stop?

If I got all that I need.

Is it just the danger

on which my hunger feeds?