I love the month of May
Our desperation has lured us together. The temptation for honesty and the unknown tickles at our parted lips and caused them to tremor with softly spoken screams about lust, and limbs. Flames and us. Although the danger your hand upon my own could create seems so distant, her knowledge of this carelessness would surely tug saltine tears from undeserving eyes. I avoided the inevitable. We tried waltzing through the dance but stepped on each others feet. Foolish we are; Selfish is fate: she will get her way. Can't you see that we make perfect sense? We look both ways before mouth and mouth meet to make sure that this is indeed safe. But it is not. At least not for the time being.
And yet i didn't seem to care.
After all, we were falling in love, weren't we?
And yet i didn't seem to care.
After all, we were falling in love, weren't we?