Oct 03, 2006 09:01
It wasn't quiet what it seemed... a lack of pleasantries
(my able body isn't what it used to be).
I must admist i was charmed by your advances...
your advantage left me helplessly into you.
Talking how the group had begun to splinter
and i could taste your lipstick on the filter...
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress
but call-response overturns conviction every time.
My memory cannot recall... a wave of alcohol
we shared a cigarette and shaved the hours off.
Lushing with the hallway concregation,
my best judgement signed its resignation.
I rushed this.
We moved too fast, and tripped into the guestroom.