12.10.2008
Temptation

Lured in by her colored vodka
Quick her lips pull me in for the kiss
Her colored liquor her lipstick
Sweet with the dark touch of what?
My weakness, my need for the lurid lust
The touch of her fingers upon my wicked door
Until I am left in bondage, begging for more
Chained to her, drunk on her
I drink it in and oh, the taste
So easy to get wasted on the beauty
Her pallor in the dim light as my feeling encompass my reason
And I fall in a trap of mine own design
Being led away I taste the honey of her lusciousness
Her faceless allure just far away in the dark for me to not see
Not see the wickedness that was tempting me
She knows my every want and she gives to me
Everytime I want as I die
My death a feeling of letting go
Me just going with the flow
Sinful
Her chocolate gaze, her beautiful face
But enough, knowing too much will make me lose my will
I try to escape, But her claws her honeyed tone leaves their mark in my wake
So I finally realize…
I’ve been in a hostel situation all this time.
You’ve seen the movie,
I haven’t but I saw the commercials
Led away by their lust they lost what was really valuable to them
Distracted by what seemed like the dream of a lifetime
Don’t get lost in the hype, needing a lifeline
The definite factor played, is that our desires is how we are led astray

-GeniusSoul