the more there's silence..the more we're eloquent,
to speak from our imagination,
seek notions that spell like portion,
to remain..you engulfed in my devotion.
the time apart goes without mention,
left with no strength to fight,numbed by surprise.,
i would've sworn i froze..still as ice,
but the memory of that sweet kiss has kept me warm,
this stillness in the night..i need you lying on my arm.
I'm trying to forget the past...
wishes and lust for those moments don't last,
scared of it i move into the future,
my choosy nature is still my reliable feature,
bear with me and sorry if you i torture,
settling for fantasies i won't think of nor foster.
such enticing irony., pulling yet repulsive,
the mysterious dark angel..prying hearts yet elusive,
felt your presence come and go..yet it wasn't intrusive..
the last of impostors..I've never been exclusive..
guarding my heart..your kind are out to deceive..
..hence the curtain has to fall on us.
spice.colabo 2011_script deception pt II
_credits to spice & Traicy_
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