“Temptation’s Monologue”

The sweet nectar that symbolizes a daring game

Bleak competition as they become paralyzed with your sudden gaze

Temptation is not foreign

Sleek remembrance of the sound of love, while our memories continue to dance in the rain

My note of vulnerability 

Showered with fruit baskets and a lavish lifestyle  that lives up to your name

I only seek what I can’t maintain

Vial that is the statement that redirects perspective to become the enemy 

Continue to torch my heart and light the way

The hunger in my soul, having no second thoughts on whether or not I should still continue to play this game

Am I relative to the topic?

Should I strike the normality of what’s insane?

I fear to question what I’m capable of knowing

I fear that some answers may not stay the same