In My Darkness

This woman’s unlike any other I’ve ever been around and she’s not exactly my type, but with the hold she has wrapped around me, it feels like she must have stepped out of some rip in reality or fallen from Heaven, or with my luck, maybe she broke out of Hell. Either way, she makes me feel a certain way, causing the darkness within me to growl with lust and passion while thoughts begin to spawn and run wild throughout my mind of us together at different places in different positions; thinking about what her moan would sound like under my touch and how sweet she would taste.

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But then I stop thinking such things because I catch her looking at me while she’s talking to someone else, seeing how she looks at me now with each word rolling off her lips like raindrops in the forest with a voice that could control my every move and throws an infectious smile at me, smiling back while talking to her with my eyes, letting our souls to do the talking, I can’t help but release a sigh of sexual frustration.

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I fight against every idea and thought that crawls from the darkness that involves her. Am I a fool for not following through with the darkness? Am I a fool for not asking her if she’s taken by another? Or am I just plain stupid and I’m reading this whole situation wrong?

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I don’t know what I am or if this situation is anywhere close to reality, but I know my heart is in the right place and when it comes to her, if things are meant to happen, they will. But right now, I’m perfectly okay having my beast within chained in my darkness, watching from afar while I enjoy her undying company.