A Perfection, ceased to exist,
till fair night he laid his lustful eyes upon her.
A breeze of grief brushed over him.
out of reach she was.
She glanced, he caught her smile.
Eyes of green, a seductive love,
To lure him in,
A smile ready to eat up his soul,
the most beautifully white , formed teeth,
that continuously bit upon her rosy lips when she thought of what to say.
Hair as black as night, falling across her pale clear face,
The scent .. the scent of the angels.. the fallen, tattered kind.. yet she was every meaning of beauty.
A body formed of only every mans desires,
the curves to wrap you in,
the tone.. perfect.
Her voice, a lust filled whisper of pride.
"I want to fall in love tonight."
The smile, to kill, the words, a choice of chaos.
He brushes his hand to caress her bare cheek, a kiss down her neck,
a grasp upon his hair he feels.
Tension, it built up, an attraction..
no doubt it was definitely there.
A girl of beauty, a girl of a broken heart, a girl of confidence.. just a girl who felt lonely.
And a guy.
Confused. Tormented, ..yet he was lonely, but wanted someone to hold..
A night.. of sins,
A night of lust, sweat, sounds of love.
Morrow came, it came with a tear, the bed left empty,
he sat in misery,
a note left upon the pillow that her angelic face had touched;
"You were a life saver.. thanks xx"
a name unknown, a face, a memory paved into his mind.
A silent sorrow, he wept, he fell in love with her. Yet she used him for her own grief.
should've known better,
But ... cupid.. you....
you brought heartache justice this time round.
