As each second elapses, the space between our lips diminishes. Each time I lean in, you pull back, only to draw me closer after. You flutter your eyes, you tease, you ask the obvious. I couldn’t resist.. and I knew this was exactly what you liked in men; This tempting desire for, you. 

We spoke to each other in our native tongues, taking me back to the days of innocent salvation. In this foreign dialect, the language of love, my inner thoughts and concepts of the world and of my being were expressed in a way that those among us would not be able to comprehend. I have felt astray for so long in this foreign world, dazed in a dreamy haze of the distant homeland. Your gazes had me pausing as old phrases that seemed so unfamiliar yet in sync with my dialogue rolled off my tongue and onto yours. My old soul found a companion, “a friend from a past life,” as you insisted. 

Your allure and charm had me by the leg, an inescapable trap, but unlike the men you have hypnotized in the past, I was no victim. Our genuine connection disregarded our differences, but lies and promiscuity will inevitably weigh down the scale. I thought long and hard of whether my fears and hesitations have simply left me to this conclusion or should I rather pat myself on the back for being on guard? 

An avoided fatality, but fatal itself in its true nature. 

..ad

..velation

..birth