me you and the vestibule

her lips kept me....
and her eyes wouldn't let me go
i tried to stop the moment but i couldn't let it go
the walls were watching our every move and telling me what i already know
that i really shouldn't be there it was time to go
but i was frozen
her embrace made me feel like i was chosen
she was pressed so close to my body you can guess what was awoken
and when that happens its hard to talk him to sleep
so i would try to turn away from her lips but her neck stilled smelled so sweet
i was weak
powerless
the time was hour-less
i knew i should have said stop
but i couldn't because of my cowardice
i was afraid of changing the way she felt about me
and i don't know why but i just didn't want it to fade
so i stayed
completely consumed by her....everything
her eyes
her hips
even her wedding ring
i didnt care that i knew it was there
and she didn't seem to mind it every time i slightly tugged her hair
but i knew i had to move
because playing this game would force everyone to lose
so i made my move toward the vestibule
she caught up with me and with almost all of her dress removed
i swear skin never felt so smooth
but this had to end
i needed to stop
but i couldn't think of anything but drinking her down to the very last drop
i had her legs spread up against the wall like i was a cop
i treated her panties like weaponry and told her they had to drop
then i did a thorough search for contraband
and i would be damned if i stopped......
once i cracked the case she involuntarily scratched my face
i told her thats ok
cause i think i kinda scratched you down your back a'ways
we began gathering all the clothing that was previously removed
exchanging found gazes as we put back on our shoes
she was like i cant believe how i just broke the rules
i was like i cant believe i almost didnt allow you to.
she came close to me and told me me not to move
told she wanted us to capture this moment in a way she'd never lose
no lie i felt it too
then i heard her kinda coo
to be truthful i was ready to do it too
as would stood there it was clear neither of us wanted to move
our bodies were sayin the things in ways neither of us could do.
like a deeply emotional secret thats between me you and the vestibule

Yo says: Response from Yo & Shorty

home boy,
I'm sorry but she was a piece of art i had to touch, went beneath the velvet rope and once i had her in my clutch, i know what i had i had to cuff, cause just a touch wasn't nearly enough.. i swore to her i would do so much and i wasn't anywhere near being a bluff but she went on to mention you and before i got a chance to kinda huff and puff she said," yeah i got a man but sometimes its kinda rough." and her face became vexed so i decided to divert her emotion and compliment her dress, i told her," every other moment may bring stress but tonight just be carefree cause you killin that dress!" i began to walk away and she stopped me and said she had to confess she was hopin i would say something to her and how she was impressed, with the way i didnt press, i was gonna walk away instead of stand there and tell her all sorts of mess about how im the best. i said well im am the best but words without actions are useless and you said you had someone so i didnt wanna get in the midst. she said well we can talk for a while; and homie that was it. im sorry like i said i couldnt help myself you had her all that time and you didnt help yourself, help yourself to her heart, building it up instead of rippin it apart. honestly it was coincidental that i wound up being so instrumental, our connection was past physical it was intensely mental, i did things that i guess you just couldnt do, told her things you couldnt say, showed her things that you would have to prove. she compared our every move and was constantly sayin all the things she wishes you would do....
1. i kept her wet; you kept her in a drought
2. you were always askin stupid questions; i always knew exactly what she was talkin about
3. you werent showing her the attention that she wanted; i'd text her twice a day sayin imma give her all the attention that she wanted.
4. you always had an excuse; im always making moves
5. you stressed about the stretch marks; i never noticed i was too busy kissin her all over and giving her sex marks.
everytime she'd compare i would be he winner, you grab a bit to eat and wouldnt share i'd cook her a fine dinner. its not like i was tryin to take you lady though, its more like you weren't tryin to keep her so either way she was gonna go. it took awhile to convince her to leave you she felt all these convictions because of you and your peoples. but now she's happily happy with me living a good life and sincerely she's everything i thought she would be. so i wanted to say thank you for fuckin up and so much so you virtually sent her to me.
-peace

thank you

thank you for the heartbreak

i guess i had it coming. i should have left well enough alone but im always gettin into something.

i fuckin pushed and pushed and wound up with shit...

but i am very greatful you still tell your homegirls how much you love my dick...

thank you for the heartbreak

and all that comes with that flow

the acting like im over it but never actually lettin it go

the outings with the homies where i try to live it up

but im in a room full of females and i could not give a fuck...

thank you for the heartbreak

the highs and lows

for the squandered nights i spent with club hoes

the way i'd self loath

they way i sit back wishin i had the guts to press a gun to my head and unload.

(although that didnt happen but once it was still a factor so again thank for that pain you unholy bastard)

thank you for the heartbreak

but this time i mean it

because if it wasnt for that, real love would have walked right past me and i wouldnt have seen it.

all of a sudden i feel like being free from you makes me a genius.

there are things i'll miss

that i have to admit

but because of the new feelings i get

i honestly dont give a shit

so...

thank you for the heartbreak

and all that that implies

because i know that you have to face darkness

to see the sunrise........

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