I'm sure you'll do it again. You'll draw me in with eyes that glow with promises and a voice that puts silk to shame. You'll gift wrap and give to me a touch with so much love in it that I will have no choice other than to take it for truth. That laugh of yours will give me comfort and paralyze me right where I stand. You may play with my hair, you know, swooping it back from my face in a way that you graze my cheek in the process and make me tingle all over. At some point, you'll whisper poetic words in my ear that persuade me to let you lay me down. Then you'll get straight to the point. You'll strip me and sex me blind, summoning words from my mouth that never graced the checkpoint of my brain. You'll run so deep you'll make me cry and induce hallucinations of us actually......being.......together. You'll let me sleep in your arms and rest your chin on my shoulder allowing me to listen to the rhythm of your breath. You'll trick me into thinking that our hearts are in tune. Then in the morning, you will leave me. I will remain a heaping mess of emotion waiting for you to come and grant me momentary certainty again.
~Justice
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