Alexeonna Lewis
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Unrequited Love
The immense degree of such sentiment overwhelmed her core. Flames ablaze where her most dreaded organ supposedly resided; however, still fueled by the feeling of such attraction. His essence that she depended upon. Strings attached at the soul—tugging—and somehow she couldn't bare the thought of shears severing their ties. Despising the mere indication of devotion. Clustered thoughts distorting her view of what adoration had come to be. No longer could she see herself without the feel of his arm slithering around her waist, pulling her frame closer to his own. The bittersweet solicitude that weighted down on her shoulders, the obligation to maintain his functionality along with her own. Delay upon delay, words never allowed to escape from between her lips. Though her eyes pronouncing a thousand words, translating each and every desire she'd been withholding from her beau. Pride and shame formulating into doubt, leading only to destruction. She now becoming only an agent of chaos, cocoa-colored orbs taking a fiery mien. He still, the only body able to calm her. Bring her back to seems to be reality, a still motion of peace taking over the both of them for just a brief moment. Then, they both, now admitting to hell and chaos that had been the both of them. Their flames waltz, a fluid motion of cohesion. Slowing becoming one.
By Alexeonna Lewis6 years ago in Poets