Stolen Time
Awoken by his exit from a dream of love so divine
Ghostly memories were left behind to forever haunt my mind
Gone was the one true love of my life, love can be so unkind
A loss I still search for the words to define, kept praying I had loved for the very last time
Disenchanted, his love left me jaded after a lifetime of loving hard
Only to be betrayed by every man for whom I let down my guard
Funny how its always the moment we stop looking that we find
Fate then brought this man into my life at this most difficult time
Jumped in, eyes wide open, no longer willingly blind
His truth was so refreshing, he spared me line after line
With a wife and kid at home his heart could never be mine
Words so raw and so real they sent chills down my spine
No man held claim to my heart, so the betrayal was his crime
And I loved how he worshipped my body and dazzled my mind
At the time, I had no intention of making him mine.
Seemed the purely physical would suit me just fine
From the moment we touched and laid in my bed
My body was jonesing from this addiction he fed
Overdoses of sweet passion that went straight to my head
Administered in stolen time,
Tried to accept what he was willing to give but by our third intertwine
I longed to possess this man body, soul, and mind
What was once pure pleasure to my body to my heart grew unkind
You see, every time he pulled away I felt that tingle in my spine
The sensation sent a rush of panic to my mind
I close my eyes to regain control . . .6 . . .7 . . .8 . . .9
Open, damn he's gone, sex is the weakest bond, you can't make love in stolen time.
Copyright © Emily Probert | Year Posted 2007
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