Rusty Chains.

rusty chains of self will

creak and moan as i fight

every whisper of logic

every note of caution.

i crave for such wrongness

such short lived pleasure

such abandon

such selfishness

such tingling sweetness

to only end up with the bitterness of guilt in my mouth.

rusty chains of self will

slip and slide off as i succumb

to meaningful looks

to whispered intentions.

i crave for such delights

such a kiss the leaves me breathless

such sinful touches

such warm trails of the forbidden

such delightful madness

to just abandon those rusty chains.

Written by Hanis in the middle of the night, between the 14th and 15th of March.

Inspired by the 3rd.

3rd of what?

I won't tell.

But you might know.