Sensory Suicide
Her lavender essence daily presents
It announces her iconic presence
Hard high heels knocking past my office door
Her fast feet fleeting over the flat floor
Peaking rewarded me with a vision
Her profile store memory revision
Dear like head light looks reduce my stature
I Velcro rip my eyes from her rapture
I taste thick clouds of pheromones mid-air
Magnetism draws me away from my chair
Blind ignorant flawed emotions lead me
to a place where love and life cannot be
I hear my name but it’s just a mind game
My senses cheat me to a dying flame
Copyright © Just James | Year Posted 2016
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