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His words were always…
Lost in translation…
She would smile sweetly…
But it was no consolation…
She understood little…
Much to his frustration…
But when their eyes met…
He felt the transformation…
As a lightning bolt hit…
That defied all explanation…
Like star crossed lovers…
From different constellations…
A fantasy come true…
The feeling of pure exhilaration…
From the very first moment…
And very first flirtation…
Where innocence was lost…
When under interrogation…
Driven by Lust’s power…
And the thrill of temptation…
Which blinded their morals…
And erased their education…
Pure souls slowly becoming…
Solied with sinful contamination…
Walking down the path…
Towards eternal damnation…
And corrupted minds…
Shared unspoken conversation…
As he stood trembling beside her…
She felt his vibration…
When touching each other…
Lost in such infatuation…
But when it was all over…
Came a wave of aggravation…
As the spite and anger grew…
So did each painful accusation…
But time wandered on…
And in space for contemplation…
Blinded eyes were prised open…
Like a religious revelation…
His words are now always…
Filled with guarded hesitation…
As she looks right through him…
Freed from the chains of expectation…
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©Eyewillnotcry1973
Inspired by the song “Teardrop” by Massive Attack
Photography by Benoit Courti
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