Cant say Ive ever been all that poetic.... but at 2am this morning I woke up and started writing....

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Temptress

From the first time I saw her, my lounges without air;
The curves of her body, brown soft wavy hair.
But alas she was taken and she could not be mine;
I glanced awhile longer, her halo did shine.
And then she was gone, this scene came to closure;
I then ran home fast, to regain composure.

Good fortune then struck, I found where she slept;
Under the cover of darkness, I crawled and I crept.
I then questioned myself, is this not right?
A quick spark of reason, I vanished from sight.
For a month or two after, I endeavored and I resist;
I dreamt of those eyes, her silhouette in the mist.

Soon I saw her again, her hands on another;
I looked at his neck, I desired to smother.
Though this time we spoke, my ears loved her voice;
Through subliminal phrase, I questioned her choice.
Though then he came back, I felt as a pawn;
We said our goodbyes, and then she was gone.

I hunger for her smell, the sight of her soft skin;
Though through all that I crave, my sanity wears thin.
I can bare this no longer, I feel not but shame;
This Knife to my wrist and the blade through the vein.