It's a Lust Story

Ktock, Ktock, Ktock, Ktcok... 

On the shiny wooden floor she walked,

Her Cherry Red luscious Lips matched exactly her short Red Dress.

She left every bit of her skin's exotic fragrance behind her.
The entire corridor was filled with her.

Pulled into a dark room, her breath got heavy,

her wrist trying to let go and her lips,

luscious red lips locked to someone else's.

It was a kiss, surprising, forced and shocking.

A feeling of the worst and yet tempting.
Not gasping for breath, but rather enjoying.

The hands were left loose long ago,
they just caressed each other's flow.

What was more seductive,

was the taste of tobacco..

a hard cigarette breath.

Necks were bitten,
Time had paused.

Clothes were thrown away
Feelings were being torn.
Harmony was met in the waves of their breaths,
Music was created by their bodies as if on Meth.

No track of where was she going
and what were they doing.
The feeling was different.
There’s no rush,
her skin blushed.

In the silence of the darkness,
They heard each other’s heart beat.
Not one word was spoken to ruin their blessed lives between the sheets.

Her eyes heavy,
Her body aching –

Yet between the pain and comfortness of his arms,

She met serenity and disappeared within seconds

To a land of peace.

But her sleep Broke
There was another stroke.
A wild Man she was with was
She was now choked.

They enjoyed more now,
Fantasies Blended.
Marks were being carved on their bodies,
Crafted Lust like a hobby.

The break of dawn
Separated the Lust Pawns
They moved on with their time
Never looked back
Yet somewhere hoped to rhyme.

Shhh...