Can you stop it from coming?
Who can oder it not to knock?
Why hasn't it learnt how to use the clock?
Can we stop fate from happening?
I ask myself these questions,
As my imagination goes wild,
My mind humbles like that of a child,
So I seek the hearts sincere opinion.
You are the epicenter of my dilemma,
My emotions are lost between your lips and voice,
With every smile or speech I'm drawn to make a choice,
Still I can't pick one,indecisiveness fuels the drama.
I seek to kiss,just to feel what he feels,
You touch me and get what she gets,
Constant acts locked within secret sets,
Super fantastic not fantasy for each moment is real.
Stolen passions openly displayed for us,
With zero drawbacks we hasten our palms,
Pick pleasure and comfort zones embedded by charms,
Like watching gold dust form planet mars.
There is where the mistake dwells,
As it attracts life within you and I to build rare affections,
Such that when the sun shines upon it there is no reflection,
Our bodies abrsorb the rays of reason minds hearken not to warning bells.
I just keep searching and finding your soft spots,
You keep pulling and holding my voice notes,
We consequentialy in duet style utter love quotes,
Then we leave covered in sensitive hidden dots.
M.O.O aka Carswell evoL
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