“Stranger”

Very exquisite is when the grass is greener. Her eyes betray the words that escape her tempting lips. The illusions we create on are lives. Exquisite women that lures me to the idea of ecstasy even if it lasts a few hours. Your words are elusive and sincere and breath ideas into my mind.

Your lips and story linger me along to this very moment. Such a exquisite experience to hold a perfect stranger in your arms. The illusion that my grass is greener or it might be. Your body aches for which you don’t receive. I ache to help you explore such treacherous waters.

You mention a boyfriend but your eyes deceive what you came here for. Should we be ashamed? Should I say no due to your commitment. Your lips say no you won’t venture down such road.

Your lips are poisonous but I venture to bite the forbidden lips. Your lips sealing with mine tells me not to trust your words. The eyes are gateways to the soul. You embody lust and a illusion to ecstasy.