Temptation
An old lovers caress
Running gently down my cheek
Her tight low cut dress
Almost enough to make my knees weak
She purrs softly into my neck
And memories begin to flood back
Suddenly temptation leaves me weak
As emotions begin to flood back
A bead of sweat creases my brow
But the Wolf allows me to sigh
And walk the razors edge here and now
For if I finally give in, I live a lie.
Unknown "Wolf" Peaceful
- 16 years, 9 months, 7 days ago