RIGHTEOUS SCANDAL

the sigh that lent unspoken words, no one has ever heard. whispered prose which stirred sought to answer the blank space.

Featuring a scandal made righteous:

come here! You righteous scandal, I think you are a bit more to handle! 

But I’m willing to catch you, if you stand in the way of getting got. 

cuz’ you’re smoking hot _ I rather be denied than to not be given any chance. 

to imagine of our sweaty dance – it may be a proven “righteous scandal.”

a candle much too hot, that soon it’ll burning.

melting by the woe of learning.

how can’t eye see? what’s lit up right in front of me. 

I have no choice according to the inner doubting voice. 

but my eyes clothes with fashionable express, textures and buttons draped with incomparable dress. 

a feeling I can’t compare, as your colors endeavor to void the unfair. 

if given the opportunity , I’d renew my immunity

to refrain from the masquerade in order for a fair trade N2 a memorial street, even with callused feet – I’ll greet your direction to a formulated and poetic perfection. (even if it meant potential rejection!)

your bounce is far to like jelly. it’s making me realize why eye turn off the telly.

choosing to instead read what lies in between.

as nuance reveals what all of it may mean…

like a multi-colored photo book, my mind is far too curious to NOT look.

those succulent thighs, make me yawn thirst trapping sighs.

natural to my instinct , I can’t help but think into a deep fantasy. 

basically? my testimony is a desired ceremony in a transitional rhapsody !

featuring both you and I congregated together in full supply…