Lust

Once my fingertips graced his form I knew this one was going to be the ride of my young life
he was 42 and gorgeous to me in all his imperfections
Blue eyes captivated my very soul, he was so wrong for me,
evoking every nerve ending within me.
Like igniting some suppressed fire I played to that feeling,
instantly becoming lust drunk, giddy at the dark coil inside.

I couldn't stop myself from giving into a long dormant desire,
without thought or remorse I plunged into his hands, eagerly
swallowing everything that I brought up within him.
No longer was he merely friend, he was not complete foe
and yet as I stepped across that invisible line I did so knowingly.
He was everything that I was seeking yet none that I had willed myself to take

His smile made me shiver, those dangerous eyes caused me to forgo everything,
forsake all the good in my life, just to taste his tactile smirk.

Acknowledging within myself that I was marching over fire I took him at his simple request.

He strummed me like the musician he was, wrapping me around his twisted game,
likely drinking in all my affections I thrust at him.
Loyalty, love, trust, hope, faithfulness were no longer in my playbook
Drunk only on him, I ate him as if I'd lacked something in my own life
Always telling myself that he wasn't good for me,
that I should stop before everyone got hurt...

In his arms he was my escape, unable to deny my own selfishness
Once he denied me and I broke down...Unable to let him release me so easily

The fool I was came forth as I was now the one in pursuit,
hating myself for falling so far, hating him more
Lust, hate, fate laced to form an linked bond,
I lashed out of myself taking everyone with me...

Even now it tickles at my resolute resolve,
ever threatening to rear it's head,
to bury my first half to once again take hold of my inner most soul.

Begging for release, lost within those memories I find myself
Pain makes things clearer at times, helps ease such strong desires
I was lost within my own self, willingly I grasp my darkness
Took so long to resurface my first half, the practical one

Sinking within him, blinded by what I wish I could have
His every touch sent my skin ablaze, I had never wanted something so much,
him.... and only him
This wasn't love, there was no trust, forget faithful
he was dangerous and I loved Every second with him,
denying this would be even more pitiful then my behavior.

He brought out my inner animal, all I desired was him,
the world could burn and that's all I'd ever see.
He embodied my every waking moment, enslaved in thought and sensation,
when with him I was comfortable, laced in his touch.

My body wouldn't allow me to deny him, we clicked,
loving the tension that my weakness caused I went to him,
crawled into his bed time and time again...
he loved the attention.

He is one of a kind, one that I will always remember
even now as things ebb and settle back to what once was...
Admitting truth...
I'd never deny him if he asked again