We are a chaste kiss waiting to happen
By a table, with a lady frustrated by the lateness
Of her boyfriend, pizza cooling
A soft Viennese kiss brings it all back
Your pretentious drawl makes me stutter
Putty in your hands
Let's rush to my feet with tears in a hallway of laughter
One friendship later and you were
Gone. Condemned. Bad for me.
Dizzy heels and a party dress
Being cold in this moment helps me focus you out
A younger one might take your place
I'm easy pickings tonight.
Harsh London words and my allowance is made
You protest your interest and yet
Your words seem cool. I would not touch them.
How can love be so dismissive of its aim?
You are letting me decide to love you.
I will not satisfy your desire
I'll waltz here tonight, out of your arms.
Comments
insertponceyfre... | July 18, 2010 - 21:01
hello ankari, I love that first line.
"You protest you interest and yet"
did you mean you interest? or did you mean your interest?
ankari | July 18, 2010 - 21:40
why, thank you :)
and it's meant to be your, thanks for the tip!
ankari x