Monday, January 3, 2011

Victim of love

I lay my eyes on you, instantly I feel my heartbeat recites a fast pace while my lips run dry.
I have never met you, but you make me come, come and come some more closer to losing it...
I am a victim of love, and the Gods claim your heart as my sanctuary.

I sit alone and leave my mind to patrol and explore my feeling.
I feel assault in my heart; lust explodes leaving my parts sore.
I'm sore; in fact, I am hard down here, here on my left chest muscle.

I allow my zipper to breath and drop things low, and I let my being explore your parts.
You let me, he lets, they let me inside, but I come, come and come some more face to face with betrayal, hurt and danger.

I lift my hands up, I scream out loud making promises only too hard to fulfil.
I want you and I love you, so I lie to you.
You don't believe me, and so you leave me.

How do you love me and then leave me?
How do you want me, kiss me, need me and then ditch me?
How do you look in my eyes, utter words so fond of my heart and yet be keen on my brother?
How do you? How do you?

Every night, I sit up, try and find the lies in your "we're not meant to be".
Every night, I create lies from my truths just to impress and please you.
You come to mind, instantly my heartbeat recites a fast pace while my lips run dry.

I have never met you, but you make me come, come and come some more closer to losing it...
I am a victim of love, and the Gods claim your heart as my sanctuary.

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