Hyde.

Plans, morals, perpetual dreams A whisper in your ear and your heart screams Eyes that gaze deep Skin, white as a sheep I'm forseeing the fall, but I might take the leap He's the one across the room The late party guest that couldn't come too soon He's the one in the coffee shop, sipping some black A swift runner in the park your eyes try to track He's the guitar he's playing, the music too He's the fairytale you read that never came true Smile, eyes, daring grin A touch that gets under your skin Lips that invite Head like a kite I would take him home, and I think that I might He's the one eyeing your chest The impatient bed-mate that won't let you rest He's the crawl in your skin The roofie that made your head spin He's the one who invented the mind game The alarm clock at sunrise who forgot your name A smirk that turns to gritting teeth A mask concealed underneath Biting nails Charm that bails Calling his next move is like calling heads or tails He's the one with roses at your door The commitment he made but isn't sure He's all you thought you wanted The harsh denial of bi-polar confronted He's a sip of sweet tea with a lemon on the side Not a fairy tale, but a tale of a modern day Jekyll and Hyde