a SUNDAY (VERY well spent)

Responsibility leaves the door open.
Lust does not.
The two powerful sides fight.

Desire wraps round my legs,
Constricting me to give into pleasure.

I beg silently,
Please let him stay intertwined.

Oh god, it feels so right,
As if our bodies were puzzle pieces that fit together so perfectly.

As he leans,
I feel my body pleading me to join him.
But with a deep sigh,
I struggle to sit upright,
Defying the impossible as I turn down love.

My mind draws to completely different conclusions as my heart,
And I know which one I want SOO much more.
But its not the one I should have.

Ugh, can someone crave as much as I?
Why cant this compulsion dissolve with the forth-coming rain?

Tightly, I cling to him,
Immersing myself in my most indulgent obsession.

The sun hides cowardly behind a mountain.
I curse the day for having such few hours.

Thursday is more tempting then you could believe possible,
To spend moments truly alone.
What a first.
I would do anything now.

Successfully argued out of hell, I celebrate.
But will I be allowed?
Hopefully the mood will be right,
And my guidance will let me disappear into daylight.

As I lay here alone,
I shiver in the midst of a threatening storm,
My emotions channel the weather,
The atmosphere has been disturbed without his presence.

I sit here in the present,
Reminiscing of the past,
Yearning for the future.