My skin fragranced with the masculinity of another
Free of the very frostbite once anguishing me
I journeyed for miles to gain full closure
Put to rest the wistful memories trapped in my soul
Expectations were realistic, honorable
A friendly visit, no indiscretions in mind
Our flames were ignited for others now
Stored in the catacombs of our hearts
When first we faced at my hotel room door
I could feel my spine crumbling, knees weakening
Suddenly thirsty for the touch of a forbidden lover
Denying myself the kisses of unbounded lust
No way could you see the pathetic existence of my desires
Your body language molded steadfast, scaring me away
Secretly I brush my hand invading your softness
Leaning in one last time to feel your sweet breath on my face
Would you have, could you have, or did you even want to
Six years too late the truth exposed
Mistake, misfortune, or fairytale ending
Through separate lives some things never known
Why can't we turn back time, at least once in a while.
Someone would have gotten hurt. Even if the someone didn't know what was happening. Everything is choices. Right or wrong choices in our lives. Right? This was very well written and obviously made
me think and wonder about my own choices. Bil Murray