Perfectly Sweet
As I sit in my old chair, your gaze has me transfixed. My heart lays enchained in front of me. Body unable to do the simplest task. Yearning and pleading to you, the kiss. So sweet, so irresistible, flawless. I know it is dangerous, I know it will cost me everything. Like the series of old, she compels me and denies me. Those lips calling to me, kissing a hurricane would be safer, yet Running to the eye, lips ready is all...
