Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Two glasses on a table with scap paper
Two glasses filled with unknown liquor
Two glasses one for a stranger
One stranger....he is...but maybe more

I've known him for a while
But I've never really noticed how mysterious
We look at the glasses on the table
Is it possible....they are luminous

We look at the scrap paper
Two words: drink me
We stare at one another
What are we to see

"Drink me" seems kinda... demanding...
Especially from an unknown substance
We each pick up a glass
Looking into the glass, what is there to chance

We each take a sip, nothing more
We want to be cautious... and aware
But nothing happens...we laugh
After we finish, the paper and glasses disappear into thin air

We stand around a while, staring into nothing
I look up at him, the lights look... different
Was they always so hazy?
He looks at me, and smiles with content

I move closer to him, I feel a little weak
I know he did not slip me anything
We arrived at the same time
He didn't leave my sight without me seeing

He looks at me, at this moment, 
The way I'm looking at him, haze filled eyes
Whatever is in my drink, was in his as well
We look up, the ceiling gone, now only skies

I move closer to him, I kiss his chin
He looks down at me, locking glares
He kisses my eyes, with each kiss...I sigh
Is this wrong, each kiss is a red flare

Each kiss is hot as 🔥 (fire)
But it sends chills down my spine
Is this how it's meant to be
Fates great design

As he kisses each area if my body
Making his mark... staking his claim
I can not move, my body can not process
In my mind, I beg him to call out my name

He moves back up to my lips...
He whispers out my name
I smile to myself...
At the same time, I pray it's not a game

Once more, he whispers out my name
This time it is louder...much louder
So much louder than a whisper
It makes my body shudder

I close my eyes once more
A single tear flows from it
I feel him kiss the tear away
He kisses my neck, with a tiny pinch... almost like I've been bit

I gasp softly at this tiny moment of discomfort
"Don't you cry, I've got you now..."
I hear him say softly
Somewhere, deep inside I hear a meow

As he kisses me deep once more
I open my eyes...
To my surprise, the lights are no longer hazy
I look in my glass...I haven't even taken a drink
Has my mind gone crazy

I look deep into his eyes
Look deep into his lips
Was it just my imagination
Or a sudden, unforeseen glimpse

I put my glass down, 
without a sip being taken
I head out to the door, no looking back
As I look out the door, one line sends me shaken

He stares at me, I can feel the power
"What a wild ride right?"
With that line, that question...
Makes me hold on to my soul...with all my might...