This is going to be rough,but I have to get it out before it keeps me up. Sometimes being a writer sucks…
I could fall for you
I could
but that would be against the rules
strict
hard and fast rules
written on a wax tablet/that melts in the presence of the heat of our 2 bodies
I could fall for you
I could
allow myself to give into wondering what it would be like after the act/ to care about the parts that come after the tangled sheet
I could fall for you
I could
Exchange our carnal ups and downs for emotional ones/ let myself be wrapped up in your life instead of you between my thighs
I could fall for you
I could
I shouldn’t
I could
I won’t
I could continue to bite my inner lip to maintain composure when you come around
I could take the butterflies and lock them up tight
with the would’s,should’s and coulds’s/ seal it with wax and thrust it deep inside
I could