dont remember
2009-01-29 | 4:58 p.m.
everything i know
tells me
to forget your face. oh but then i recall that mouth. flawless and inviting. so persistent in its shyness.
so bold in its unquestionable adeptness.
proficient in the destruction of my resistance. can i forget? forget those lips that moved so slowly over my skin-
soft, sweet heated breath setting fire.
a call!
not to arms, but to capitulate. forget those eyes that cast such a compelling embrace
that i must summon the strength to look away?
or how i felt so exposed the first time i was held captive by that gaze.
even still, i flush whenever i think i see
even the smallest spark of desire within those fiery eyes. did you mean to beguile me? non. j'oublierai.
i will forget your face. but then... what about those hands...
how instinctively i yield under those deliberate finger tips.
they kindle a glowing impulse to submit under their warmth.
sweet unforced surrender.
white flags, weak knees. mais non! j'oublierai.
i will forget your hands. i must forget
how you brought me to life.
because living is much more painful then i remembered it to be.
so now...
j'oublierai.
work on your management skills
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