ANTAKALIPA

Eyes II What can I say? I know you feel the chemistry between us. It sparks, we can ignite a volcano, I make you wet and the lava burns and brings everything down like a tornado, we cause havoc and the composition is a natural disaster. We are supernatural and what erupts inside of us is super natural. I see how you look at me. Preening yourself when you think I am not looking, I know you do it for me. Lipstick and makeup, what you trying to conceal? I see the truth written in your eyes, transparent as glass that I see through your soul. I know your nature and it yearns for my soul. What can I say? I want you. You the only girl who can pierce through my veil of ignorance. You make me want to be a sinner and soil my innocence. You make me lose my train of thought so I don't make any sense. You make me sweat, I heat up and I mingle my words. My eyes are not lying to you, I want your perfect body. We don't need the whole house, we can fuck in the lobby. I can make you ...

Eyes "Don't look at me like that, we are practically family. I see the way you look at me." GUILTY. She was right, my thoughts were not the purest but she was encouraging the behavior. She has been flirting with me the whole night. The sexual tension is prevalent, her gaze is intense, attention focused, wants to sit besides me, can't stop playing with her hair and she's all touchy-touchy. Surprise, surprise I've turned into Richard Pryor in her presence. She enjoys my attention and seems to want her hands inside of mine. Eyes closed, her head resting on my shoulders, the mood intimate, sweet and close. We are in sync, we are vibrating in unison. Not hard to see why my oxytocin levels spiked and my dopamine went off the charts. I've given it away that I want her. I may be drunk. My actions are all wrong, I've lost control, passive to her aura, lagging like a moving average, she's in control like the driver and I am in the backseat of the...