I should have known from the very first time my eyes met his.
He was the music.
Quite sinister, I must say.
I tried to keep my control as he moved me to his tunes.
Yet after that thundering drop, the game was over.
I let go of my will as I surrendered myself to him.
But then again, who was I kidding?
He was in control from the first second our eyes met.
From the first jolt of lightning that surged through my body when his fiery gaze met mine.
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Sempiternal Thoughts
PoetryThoughts of a lost soul trying to find its way back home. Because some thoughts are too precious to be locked away and forgotten in the dark crevices of the mind. Some thoughts are sempiternal..
