What really matters

To taste, but not to haste.

Staying within the annoymity;
An alias you keep,
Even when you're visible,
None; a fixed rhythm,
Not even a beat.
What lures you out?
What catches your eye?
Who was the guy?
'twas you, out of the blue.
The scent you bear;
Sweet and alluring,
That posture you held,
Tall and handsome,
That sharpened stare:
Froze, I did...
That chilly sensation,
Held me down,
And from then on,
I bared it all.

"I don't have to be inside it, only beside it."

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Eh! Tell me please if I'm wrong, but does eating prawn crackers make you sick?!

Wtf is wrong with my mommieeeeee?

x0x0 *winkS*