That Night
His Words
Confused Me
Yet Angered Me
Infused Me
But Strangled Me
Having A Grip
On My Arm
While I Try
To Contain
Nervous Laughter
From My Esophagus
Never Knowing
Of Him
Without A Sweet Touch
Whether Lust
Or Admiration
This Feared Me
Resolution
Came Down
And He Hugged Me
He Apologized
And I Did So As Well
Night Was Spent
In A Torturing Hell
But Somehow
We Seemed
To Gain Heaven
Back On Our Side
Those
Once Cold Eyes
Turned Into
Friendliness
That Heart
Went Back To Being
Pure Gold
And His Magic
Seemed To
Upscale
Its Way
Back To
Creativity