The Transformation…

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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

“My conscience plays upon me now”…

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What are we afraid of…
The dead will tell no lies…

Everything we’ve hidden…
All the things that we despise…

Like skeletons in the closet…
Locked away from view…

Each of us has them…
Every year we add a few…

Memories so painful…
Of all the things we did…

Darkest black and secret…
And all we were forbid…

We knew what we were doing…
Had the freedom of choice…

The fruit we ate was bittersweet…
Laced with Satan’s voice…

Now we keep them quiet…
And try hard to forget…

Moments where we came undone…
Actions we now regret…

But memories cannot hurt us…
Unless we let them out…

So keep them locked up tight…
Don’t succumb to inner doubt…

Accept we all have demons…
Not one is beyond reproach…

None of us are flawless…
As we ride in life’s stagecoach…

It’s part of the experience…
And all part of life’s plan…

Temptation comes in many forms…
For either women or a man…

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But Eye know what you’re afraid of…

Eye see it in your eyes…

Everything you’ve hidden…

All those sins you can’t disguise…

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“Since I’ve been with you, I’ve been lost”…

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She wants more than his words…
Not just the things he writes…

She wants him with her every day…
And wants to hold him every night…

She wants to bite his lip…
As she’s bored of being his muse…

In world that’s only make believe…
Designed simply to confuse…

Because she has an aching need…
That comes from deep within…

Where she’s desperate for his fingers…
To gently explore her skin…

She needs to feel his naked body…
And hold him so damn close…

Be more than just his fantasy…
Haunted by his fucking ghosts…

That leave her sadly standing…
Crying and so very much alone…

And feeling so much colder…
Even in her own sweet home…

Where she sits and wonders…
What else she could ever do…

To convince him to love her…
And make her dreams come true…

To break all of the rules…
Help her escape from reality…

Which has her locked in chains…
And fucks with her sanity…

Keeping her a prisoner of life…
Only free within her dreams…

Where he is making love to her…
Giving her such orgasmic screams…

Before slipping into a deep slumber…
Safe inside his loving arms…

That wrap around her naked body…
And keep her safe from harm…

As she’s sick of reading words…
Now hates the things he writes…

That once held her captivated…
But now haunt her every night…

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“Making me high, making me whole”…

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Up against the wall…
In a cheap hotel room…

Senses all blurred…
Intoxicated by perfume…

Sugar lips kissing…
Tongues mingle and play…

The Devil has infected…
Is what they will say…

Underwear falling…
Revealing naked skin…

Sweat begins to glisten…
Exploring deep within…

Thrown around like ragdolls…
In a frenzied attack…

A moment of abandon…
Nails assault his back…

The bed offers comfort…
As their actions intensify…

He moves down her body…
Probes between her thighs…

She whispers and moans…
Lets out a scream…

Is this really happening…
Or is this just a dream…

They met in the bar…
Never asked for a name…

They’ll part in the morning…
They’ll hide any shame…

And live with this memory…
Mixed up with guilt…

Remembering the feelings…
As her orgasm built…

In that very moment…
Realities were traded…

Distraction took hold…
And the real world faded…

Two sinners colliding…
Getting off on the danger…

Addicted to the thrill…
Of sex with a stranger…

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“Sweet dreams are made of these”…

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Erase his memory…
And wipe it clean…

Remove the faces…
That he has seen…

The ones he’s hurt…
And uttered his lies…

That stain his soul…
Making him despise…

Every bad thought…
Every wrong deed…

That was sown…
By the Devil’s seed…

And infected his head…
With Sinner’s thoughts…

Diverting him away…
From all he was taught…

About right and wrong…
The good and the bad…

Now he looks back…
And he feels so sad…

As the fun distraction…
That made him smile…

Will be held against him…
At the final trial…

Of his dirty soul…
As he meets his maker…

And stands in judgement…
Accused of being a faker…

Before being condemned…
To an afterlife in Hell…

Chained to his Master…
For being an infidel…

Because for every action…
He knew the high price…

Yet was still addicted…
To thrills in the night…

Now haunting his memory…
Making him silently scream…

As it comes flooding back…
When she whispers

“Sweet dreams”…

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“Are you the one that I’ve been waiting for”…

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His world was dark…
He dragged them in…

Seduced so many minds…
Introduced them to sin…

Showed them things…
No one else sees…

Showed them a world…
Not based in reality…

A life that existed…
Only inside his head…

A place of insanity…
Of fear and of dread…

With flashes of charm…
That kept them intrigued…

Weaving a dark spell…
That dazzled and deceived…

Leaving them spellbound…
Blindly following their hearts…

But he sucked out their souls…
And he ripped them apart…

Leaving them broken…
So cold and so alone…

He destroyed their worlds…
He destroyed so many homes…

Then quickly moved on…
Forgetting their names…

Erasing the memories…
Denying any shame…

Wandering through the night…
In search of distraction…

He prowled the shadows…
Looking for more action…

Then one night he met…
The most beautiful vixen…

Whose stunning eyes…
Defied any description…

Falling head over heels…
He never felt Karma’s knife…

She stole his heart…
And she destroyed his life…

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“He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight”…

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Stood in the moonlight,
not making a sound…

Her broken heart weeping,
her tears hitting the ground…

Remembering the words,
that fell from his mouth…

The cruel words spoken,
before he headed south…

And out of her sight,
leaving her all alone…

To start a new chapter,
going out on his own…

Trying to move on and
begin his new life…

Leaving her stranded with,
a soul full of strife…

Unsure of the next steps and
unsteady on her feet…

Like a broken up jigsaw,
she felt so incomplete…

As she loved him so much,
with her heart and her soul…

And only holding his hand,
ever made her feel whole…

But she pushed him away,
with so many insecurities…

And with her jealous anger,
she was impossible to please…

Leaving him battered, broken and
driven totally insane…

Till his patience snapped and
the day finally came…

Leaving his past behind,
he disappeared into the distance…

As she dissolved into the shadows,
questioning her existence…

Now she stands in the moonlight,
not making a sound…

Her broken heart weeping,
with no hope to be found…

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“And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round”…

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You think I don’t know…

Think my eyes can’t see…

But this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

I know when you’re looking…

My eyes are not blind…

This EYE can see you…

You’re so easy to find…

You must think I am stupid…

And take me for a fool…

I listen as you protest…

But just keep my cool…

Finding it hard to trust you…

Whilst you easily deceive…

Making it harder and harder…

To keep going or believe…

So I read between the lines…

Watch the signs as you lie…

Reading the hidden secrets…

Your body language supplies…

The things you won’t admit…

The words your lips don’t say…

It wasn’t always like this…

I remember those simple days…

When things felt less complicated…

Within a complex web of deceit…

And walls had not been constructed…

Out of cement and solid concreate…

But life is seldom straightforward…

It loves to fuck, twist and turn…

And now you sit there watching…

As my candle melts and burns…

Thinking I don’t notice you…

And that you are never seen…

Believing you are invisible…

But things are not as they seem…

So don’t think I don’t know…

Don’t think my eyes can’t see…

Because this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

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“There is a girl I used to know”…

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She was the exception…
She broke all your rules…

That tiny fallen angel…
With a tendency to bruise…

Who had unrivalled beauty…
With the brains to match…

You should have stayed away…
Should have only watched…

Keeping a safe distance…
Instead you grew too close…

And in the lingering shadows…
You were hit by Lust’s arrows…

As her smile lit up the darkness…
And her eyes just hypnotised…

You fell hook, line and sinker…
Bought into Lust’s sweet lies…

She cast a spell upon you…
Made you think it was all true…

And you fell so fucking deeply…
Into an ocean of neon blue…

That felt so warm and safe…
Where mermaids swam silently…

Your heart was bound and captured…
Your eyes too blind to see…

Becoming locked in limbo…
In between the dark and light…

A place you couldn’t escape from…
And it haunted you at night…

Where it all seemed so perfect…
And the beast was not a fool…

Where there was no need…
To act so fucking cool…

Like a poor man’s James Dean…
A rebel without a cause…

You ignored the true reality…
Overlooked all of your flaws…

And it always ends the same…
But even though it’s far behind…

Those moments that you shared…
Still weigh heavy on your mind…

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“But half of me, deserves everything he gets”…

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He’s found a way to live…
Devoid of all emotion…

A simple trick of the mind…
Sets the wheels in motion…

Locking it all away…
Preventing any tears…

That would flood his eyes…
If he remembered all the years…

The good times and the bad…
All his stupid mistakes…

On the road that he has travelled…
The decisions that he’s made…

In the search of some distraction…
Whilst hiding in plain sight…

But distorting his reality…
Under cover of the night…

Where he becomes another…
Assumes that personality…

The one that he keeps hidden…
So no one else can see…

Like Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde…
At the flick of a switch…

Sees a quick transformation…
Like a spell cast by a witch…

Turning to the dark side…
Tuning into evil thoughts…

Listening to the demons…
Forgetting all he’s been taught…

And living in the shadows…
Searching for like minds…

Those who understand him…
Not judging what they find…

But then he forgets it all…
In the light of the morning sun…

Pretends it never happened…
And moves on, starts to run…

Like a scared little child…
A boy just like Peter Pan…

Who never really grew up…
Or understood life’s plan…

Trapped in a prison…
His own private cell…

He can never escape it…
Some days it feels like Hell…

So he’s now found a way…
To live without emotion…

It’s how he exists…
It’s the path he has chosen…

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