Odd Vice
Back to reality.
Lack of time.
Crave for words.
Desires and dreams laying under the rain.
All those vulnerable feelings.
Gone with the wind of her kiss.
How was it? How did she enter your world again?
That embrace that you gave her.
Those words whispered in her ear.
Those lights playing in her wide dark eyes.
Her lips longing for your kiss.
This ballet of tongues after such a long parting.
Wind blowing viciously. Heavy downpour. No electricity in the whole city.
Living-room. Roaring fire. Candles are cozy.
Dinner.
Glasses of wine.
Questions asked and answered. The talk is going to the end…
The desire and craving in her eyes. Big rug and the warmth. Seconds, minutes, hours.. eternity
Were there any thoughts about…
Nothing
Another lies
Another days
Odd vice
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It's always hard to start a new life, and even though radical changes flow past us all the time, they can be truly unbearable.
How will you lead your new life? What will you start it with? The answers to these questions will determine evens that are yet to happen. Live well.
PS. There is an erratum - "carving". I trust you wanted to say "craving"?
Шуйский 12.01.2005 22:37 Заявить о нарушении
Well, life has never been easy. Cause such is life=)
And the choices we make are our choices.
Btw, thank you for pointing out my erratum. I've noticed it but forgot to correct=P
Демонлилианн 12.01.2005 23:32 Заявить о нарушении