Escape

Mar 29, 2008 - 23:58 PM PST
The taste of Her lips dances on my tongue,
The smell of Her hair intoxicates my nose,
The beat of Her heart as it is pressed against my chest

She has consumed my everything thought and inch of my being
The girl who once was my escape, I can no longer escape
Though she has left, she is not gone
She haunts me leaving me inadequate

Escape

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Mar 30, 2008 - 19:54 PM

crosstheline on
This is really good. Favourite ling by far: She haunts me leaving me inadequate
Mar 30, 2008 - 11:18 AM

jle on
"The girl who once was my escape, I can no longer escape" They tend to do that.