| Current mood: | morose |
| Current music: | Unfold - Jason Mraz |
Redundant
With dark, rivoting eyes, long, wild hair, and your face freshley shaved-you were wearing the yellow JCC shirt you stole from a random lobby last Halloween, so you could cover your handsome, naked chest-you came over to open my door.
That unforgetable night, we shared words philosophies feelings all, and as you slowly gazed into mine own deer-like, coffee-colored eyes, you quickly conquered my mind, and magically turned me to gray, sand-speckled stone, just as a male medusa would entrance his innocent victims with his enticing snakes; leaving me frozen in motion and mind, left only to think of you (and I, together on that sweet, wonderful Sunday evening.)
Right before the clock's graceful hands neared closer to midnight, I gradually rose up, intending to leave; I bent over slowly- thinking of the glories from just moments before; the time we spent together over dinner, and on your soft couch- and as I picked up one of my shoes, you uttered a brief sigh.
OH! How many times could you possibly twist and pull, spin around, and whirl my stomach into tight knots so intensely- with just that tiny noise?
Momentarily explaining yourself, you flashed me a tantalizing smile, and I was then forced, by urges and cravings for you, to kiss your soft lips farewell ( a time or two, I must admit ), before I slowly walked out that door (a breath with every step, deep and concentrated, yearning to memorize just one single minute more of the time I had spent with you).
Never could I have known that this would be our final parting. A final removal of your beauty grace existence company.
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