Phases of Lust.

You came on to me like a wave, so strong at first but then slowly, you drifted back to sea.

It's late,

and I should get going,

but you're staring from across the room

and my legs are slowing.

It's late,

and I should be leaving, 

but you're leaning in close

and my heart won't stop beating.

It's late,

and I should get going,

but we don't talk anymore

and my despair keeps growing.

It's late,

and I should be leaving,

but you're with her

and my eyes won't stop weeping.

-Pandora E.

Author's Note

This was a quick write, it popped in my head suddenly, any critiques are appreciated. xx

Reviews

[JC]

I want to sit with you playing guitar in a folk song way while you sing these lines.