FADED ATTRACTION

As heart paces quicken,
its starts as basic friction,
It sparks faces to licking lips-and,
bodies to embark on lust crazed missions,
to satisfy the most injust depraved wishes,
involving cuts, scrapes and stitches,
blood, blades and whippin’,
guns, tape and kisses,
Adrenaline,
pumping till the springs snap on the bed again,
Taking it as if its medicine,
No time to be a gentlemen,
Sweat drips from us frantically,
As Hips thrusting angrily,
What it is to live, love and cherish these,
moments given to us most thankfully,
All that is… was… and will be handed we;
just kiss, hug and handle each
other with such diseregard,
only eyes for one another as we stare while we rip our hearts,
into despair and busted splintered shards,
unable to be repaired… just a dimished part,
of what was once two healthy souls… this is where the finish starts,
now the climax has come to pass,
as our eyes match at a glance,
like strangers hinding behind the mask,
For us now the final time has come at last,
Both inspired to be finding our own paths,
Letting out a sigh we turn our backs,

FADED ATTRACTION

Youngone

Mississauga, Canada

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