“It was only one moment like any other, but I still remember her face”…

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It’s raining again…
The clouds have covered the night sky…

It’s so cold, so dark…
No sign of the stars through eyes that want to cry…

Under naked street lights…
As his mind conflicts and his memories fight…

A heavy feeling filling his feet…
Still walking to the sound of her beat…

Remembering that time and place…
He last saw her pretty face…

When life was easy and so fine…
Drinking glasses of cheap Red wine…

Spinning the bottle…
Adrenaline full throttle…

The games of truth…
Under someone else’s roof…

And all the dares…
Her matching underwear…
His longing stares…

The unspoken feelings…
On the floor kneeling…
Talking in code was so easy, so appealing…

In the bloom of his youth…
Dancing around the truth…

If only, if only, if only…

If only he wasn’t a nobody…
If only he and she could be…
If only she’d look closer and see…

His utter desire…
The never ending fire…

She was so out of reach…
And a lesson it tried to teach…

But the warning was not heeded…
Further lessons in life, would be needed…

As he would fall for others…
But his dreams would be smothered…
Leaving his loving soul undiscovered…

But forever; this one remains…
In his mind, playing games…
That will always end the same…
As he wanders through the rain…

His eyes ready to burst…
At the thought of his first…

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Photo credit the amazing Stacey Wells http://www.artistwells.net/#!__spin-the-bottle

“Tell me your dreams, am I in them?”…

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She lulled him into,

TRUTH
or
DARE…

With vixen eyes and
her devilish stare…

He wanted to prove,
he was man enough to play…

But was out of his depth and
she liked it that way…

She loved the fact,
she was in CONTROL

As she probed deep into,
his secret sinful soul…

Asking the questions,
that made him squirm…

She demanded answers and
was eager to learn…

About his dark past and
who he really was…

The things he’d seen,
it gave her such a buzz…

Unlocking the secrets,
he kept deep inside…

Things he never spoke of,
but to her, he’d confide…

And in those moments,
where TRUTH got too heavy…

She pushed him with DARES,
that turned his legs to jelly…

And delighted in leading him,
into darker places…

Exposing his lusting eyes,
to her flesh and her laces…

In games of temptation and
walks on the wild side…

Both peaked the arousal,
whilst hands were tied…

But lost in the excitement,
he would honestly swear…

He loved playing her games of,

TRUTH
or
DARE…

~

“It was only one moment like any other, but I still remember her face”…

spin-the-bottle-marilyn-monroe

It’s raining again…

The clouds have covered
the night sky…

It’s so cold, so dark…

No sign of the stars…

Just naked street lights…
As his mind conflicts
and his memories fight…

A heavy feeling fills his feet…
Still walking to her beat…

Remembering the time and place…
That he last saw her pretty face…

When life was easy
and fine…
Drinking cheap Red wine…

Spinning the bottle…
Adrenaline full throttle…

The games of truth…
Under someone else’s
roof…

And all the dares…
Her matching underwear…
His longing stares…

The unspoken feelings…
On the floor kneeling…
Talking in code was so
easy, so appealing…

In the bloom of his youth…
Dancing around the truth…

If only, if only, if only…

If only he wasn’t a nobody…
If only he and she could be…
If only she could
look closer and see…

His utter desire…
The never ending fire…

She was so out of reach…
And a lesson it tried to teach…

But the warning was
not heeded…
Further lessons in life
would be needed…

As he would fall
for others…
But his dreams would
be smothered…
Leaving his loving soul
undiscovered…

But forever this one remains…
In his mind, playing games…
That will always end the same…
As he wanders through
the rain…

His eyes ready to burst…
At the thought of
his first…

~

Photo credit the amazing Stacey Wells http://www.artistwells.net/#!__spin-the-bottle