This is one of my favorites. I won't tell you anything about it, rather, I want you to tell me about it...so comment, text, call, whatever you like...enjoy!
I remember you,
And that gleam in your eye.
Those eyes
So deceitful.
I remember your kisses
In the rain;
The sweet touch of your lips
On my skin.
I remember how
You made my feelings flow
For all to see,
Yet I managed to hide them.
I managed to hide you.
You were my comfort,
My truth,
My disgrace.
Who could understand
The waltz of two lovers
Hidden in the night,
In the rain,
A forbidden love,
A despicable love.
Who could understand
The comfort you offered.
No matter how great,
No matter how terrible
You were there to help me feel
To feel for me.
We had to keep our love
A secret.
No one could accept us
And I felt shame.
Eventually your kisses
Turned to scars;
You caused me such pain,
Yet never hurt me.
You had captivated me
Body and mind.
I was enslaved
Until I ran away.
I freed myself from
Your hold on me.
But tonight feels like a night
To be reunited with old friends,
To forget past hurts
And delve into
A new beginning.
Your slender form
Calls me yet again.
Your lips reflect the light
Shining from the moon.
Your grey eyes glimmer
Once again,
Telling me to let you
Take me away again.
Yes,
Tonight feels like a night
To feel your touch again,
To embrace you,
Hold you close
Until you make me
Show what lies inside.
You are calling me,
Beckoning me
To return once again
To the comfort of the rain,
To the patter of water
Breaking through the trees,
Falling on dry leaves.
You are drawing me
Into the cloudy night,
Into this veil
Of darkness.
Not the stars,
Not even the moon
Can watch our bodies
Come together in
This forbidden waltz.
It will be our secret.
Can I resist?
Can I say no
To that bittersweet comfort?
You are there,
Waiting.
I long to hold you,
To feel the warmth
Of your embrace
Flow across my body,
To feel the passion
Running through my veins
Finally released.
Here I am
Once more in the rain,
You here by my side.
I feel your body
Pressed against my arm.
I feel the rain drops
Falling on my skin.
I feel you drawing near,
Wanting me to
Let the rain
Wash me away
As I give you
This one
Final
Kiss.
Your lover is your razor, knife, pin, whatever you had at the time... Your lover is the devil taunting you, telling you it's all right... Your lover is the longing to be loved and held... The kiss is every cut, you can feel it, taste it, love it.
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