ALLURING.
For in every corner I looked, you were there
And your gaze was upon me like the sun on the sky
For every breath I took, you'd close your eyes swiftly
In the most mesmerising of ways. Then you'd stare at me again
With your ocean and sea green eyes. You'd shame me but I liked to
Have your attention even in the most negative of ways.
Your eyes had me captured and I preferred to be trapped within those cages.
Not anymore.
You were a hard book to read and I promised my self to understand every book I come across.
Maybe that was why I became infatuated with your slightest movement.
Maybe that was why I was a fool for your words
Because you are alluring.
YOU ARE READING
ABASE
PoetryHe needn't a rope to subdue me but his eyes. Abase: Verb. To behave in a way that shows you accept that someone has complete powered over you. He was the controller and I the puppet.
