Monday, March 18, 2013

The Lure The Precipice


By Scary Halloween 

 The only real diamonds exist in her eyes sitting on a smile he doesnt deserve. 
All he can think is, "why"?
He feels her inside, consumed when she pierces with her brilliant gaze, locked in her sight,  penetrating his great denial, he can't move, he can't express, he can't comprehend. 
he is so consumed and so guarded that he wants to run to his wheel.

If  he confessed her his vulnerability, she would own him.  
His words, seconds away from a lifetime.

He wants what he fears, to wear her around him, dissolve into her, engulfed comfortably, securely loved. 

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