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She spoke a private language…
Only he could understand…
Transmitted unspoken messages…
By the touch of her magical hand…
She infected all his dreams…
Sent him spinning at first sight…
Her spell was all encompassing…
Stole his days and all his nights…
At every single opportunity…
He would find the time to play…
With their secret conversations…
Firing up his mundane day…
As games of Truth or Dare…
Wasted away the minutes…
Sending lust filled messages…
Pushed boundaries; pushed limits…
They became friends with benefits…
Behind locked hotel room doors…
Their clothes eagerly removed…
Her underwear fell to the floor…
Revealing her flawless body…
One that’d fallen to this earth…
A stunning brown eyed angel…
Beyond all material worth…
As she laid naked beside him…
He would feel not a shred of shame…
It was like a Hollywood movie scene…
But this was no longer a game…
Her lips were so damn sweet…
Passion burned behind her eyes…
And reaching deep into his soul…
She pulled him in-between her thighs…
But the gravity of the situation…
Began to weigh heavy on his mind…
She’d become a deadly addiction…
He simply had to leave behind…
Now she’s a guilt laced memory…
The cause of his eternal disgrace…
She remains his only regret in life…
But one he refuses to ever erase…
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©Eyewillnotcry1973
Inspired by the song :”On the Level” by Leonard Cohen
Eye Will Not Cry 