Alluring Fraud
I am not but a fool that craves thy mouth,
Such craving has made me lost every sense of mine.
I crave thy eyes, shining like a pair of stars,
Taking on the spotlight, stealing the show of the night.
In the dark of the night whenever I feel lonely and lost,
That is when I most crave thy voice,
Mumbling light into the night, illuminating every sense of life,
Hunger of thy smile, craving your laugh,
Thirst of thy skin, alluring fraud...
I do remember her hair,
Waving in rhythm with her silhouette,
Have I lost my head? Is it too late to escape?
I've fallen into your spell,
I have lost more than I ever thought I'd have,
Chasing a dream, chasing a fraud.
But I keep asking the same question in my head,
Over and over again... Does she remember as well?
Over and over again...
Is it now time to escape...(?)
- Sek Chavira, January 16th, 2015.
Copyright © Seth Callaghan | Year Posted 2015
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