Monthly Archives: February 2009

Be back after Mardi Gras……

you struck a
nerve
as you crumpled my
heart
in your
hands

proving you only loved
me because it was
illicit

a day came when she realized
she was obsessed with him

at first she only looked forward to his
appearance at the back entrance,
the lazy way he leaned against the
brick wall and lit his cigarette,
his quick smile with that glint
of devilment in his brown eyes,
the way his clothes fit his body
perfectly,
the shine of his black shoes

it was all so mesmerizing