It was announce that there is a storm on it way,
It caused this shiver that ran down my back,
the smell of a winter storm gave me
a bitter sweet taste of his unique
taste that fails on my disapproval,
That wind the sneaked on the crack of my window,
Whisper "Lust" but I felt it was love,
His finger tips ran down my back, was that moment
I didnt understand many feelings that overwhelmed,
His eyes sparkle,
his innocence speak the language of love,
that I misunderstood and I withstand,
When his lips touched my lips,
my mind is taken to hurtfulness receptacle,
Controlling decisions already made,
he just made them vague,
In the winter storm,
he took me to this place,
naked trees with branches
sleeves covered in snow,
where all you can hear it the tune
that played on the radio,
So much body chemistry,
still yet very vague
disposition that the relationship tuned in,
There has been an off key that i quite see,
i painted in color for whom i be,
he rejected on his own words that i do not speak,
Everyone shared how he is no good for me,
my heart won't understand
this translation of reality that
just dont sync,
This adventure has been destructive to my well being,
i die daily with out such poison,
spring it on it way,
flower will bloom and i will cherish every moment
to live the way i should,
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