Saturday, 12 July 2014

Forbidden Line

Being with this stranger makes me feel alive
As he digs my buried souls, as he burns my passions, as he revives my dying pieces, as he helps me to find who I am
He shouldn't do these such things to me
He really shouldn't

I find comfort being with this stranger
As I get attentions, as I obtain supports, as I am needed, as I am cheered, as I am helped by him to discover what my dreams are
I shouldn't feel these such things
I really shouldn't

The closer we get, the more I let him in
These weird vibrates come again after a very long time
These unexplainable sensations
These deadly and sinful games 
I shouldn't do these such things
I shouldn't cross this forbidden line
For this stranger has been owned


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