Unravel

It starts to unravel. The sweet consequence of our affair. Walking down spiral stairs... in denial of such unfortunate events. Trappend with so much sadness. Discovering the edge of our own recklessness. Why do we persue such decadence ~ It starts to unravel. The beauty of our romance. Such senseless satisfaction? Who else would have known my secrets and this lust..if your heart did not miss my heart.With an everlasting kiss on my lips..you have engulfed and cradled my destructive thoughts. You garden my emotions and dress me with your smile...and you swim in my wishing well ~ i watch you bath and i unravel.