AIR, SIN AND COTTON CANDY - New defintion to an old life part 2
Beautiful, tall, and shy … She walks towards me and I feel the word ‘walk’ is an understatement.There should definitely be another term for the way that she walks. Something like
‘A million angels carry her with the tips of their finger in my direction’. I freeze and hold my breath as she is almost in front of me. It's funny how the girl next to her, completely fades away in her presence... like cotton candy on the tongue…It slowly dissolves, I laugh within myself, and focusmy attention back on her, my new mission. Other than looking like she is from another planet called ‘Landis de Gorgeousness’, she looks lost.
I look at her and I see that she is trying to avoid eye contact. I won’t give up on this one...
Scared for my life, I look at this girl and I cannot hold my tears anymore, this bitch is fucking crazy, how did I get in this situation … why, how? WHY...‘Lust’ she whispers… And I get Goosebumps all over my body... How can something sound so sexy and terrifying at the same time? And she pushes my head down in the water again, I am drowning. But just when I am about to give up on life, she brings me back up... At that moment I get an epiphany of what kind of spirit the devil must be... Beautiful, dangerous and deadly, just like her.
Like fishes on dry land pant for water, I panted for air.
‘Lust, she whispered... ‘Lust’.
- Femme Fatale.