Oh, how your shining eyes would squint at the mere mention of your
devious and lecherous activities.
You would glow a crimson red at the exposure - the mere jesting that you were not as sweet as you were made out to be.
In protest, you would shake your head, your eyes rolling back far until the milky white sclera was all I could see. Urging and defeated, you finally admitted the revelation was truth.
As you were no longer hidden, you began to pull away. Frightful and fearful of how I would react.
At my suggestion, I asked for secrecy - not wanting another side of you. That which I could never obtain - your amorous and darling possession.
Alone and rejected - unrequited.
You would glow a crimson red at the exposure - the mere jesting that you were not as sweet as you were made out to be.
In protest, you would shake your head, your eyes rolling back far until the milky white sclera was all I could see. Urging and defeated, you finally admitted the revelation was truth.
As you were no longer hidden, you began to pull away. Frightful and fearful of how I would react.
At my suggestion, I asked for secrecy - not wanting another side of you. That which I could never obtain - your amorous and darling possession.
Alone and rejected - unrequited.
