Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Pleasant Poison

The night grew darker
The air grew heavier
Heavy with his scent

With every breath
With every sigh
She lets a piece of him in

Suffocating her
Torturing her
Pleasuring her

The intense surroundings
Had suddenly become
Too overwhelming
As she looked for a way out
She sighed as deeply as she could
Willing herself
Forcing herself
To finally let go..