2 Time

The power of chat for about an hour
She just finished her shower
Her body still wet
She's all set and yet so bizarre
She can't believe:"we've come this far"
Allege, she's on the edge
Lacking sleep
She's on her limits
Looks in the mirror
And stares for minutes
Time to begin
It's daunting, haunting. Wanting
But she's bluffing and loving it
Rushing her fingers
And rubbing his ring
Don't mean a thing
He's king in her paradise
Now devise the sacrifice
Play the cards and roll the dice
Kill the guards
Maybe twice
Her needly stacked clothes
She chose, to blow him off his feet
Now she's moving her fingertips
Lips 'n hips to the beat
Of, "Sexual heeling"
She's never been in so much heat
And Marvin Gay is a treat
To her ears, surpress her fears
She's ready, the heady scent effects
She dubbelchecks her skirt
Shirt, nose and closes the door to her car
Phone on her knee
Turns the key
And puts on some sticky guitar sounds
To juice and boost her trust and lust
Like angel dust
It's her life, free to bust but
Now she must surpress
The mindblowing pics he sent
Relent to the words he'd bend
Whatever he meant; she consents
Raw, depraved
Ride the wave
Diving the cave, stave
Taking and shaking it
Raising and nailing it
She can't believe
He ain't breaking or saving or faking it
Pinching herself for not dreaming, believing, perceiving it
Concealing it
But her lips are sealed
In bed, at work and every meal
Preventing herself to squeal
But he's real
His words, his body, his eyes
The rise and highs
She get's; she flies
In disguise
Passing cars and tries
Not to fantasise
'Bout his girth or size
She knows it ain't wise
But it's worth the lies
'Cos, yeah
She's been lying
She's been crying
She's smiling
And dying
Drivin' to
Fly into, high into. Right
2Time

The mirror
A last look, that took a second, a beckon
She reckons "now's the time
To get the hell of my seat
I'm in heat, my ticker beats harder
I'm farther from home than ever"
"Never!" she said! "Ain't clever" she said!
Pulls the door lever instead
Whichever piece of ass is better in bed?"
In this spot, she forgot what "for eternity" meant
And she won't skip this shot, she is hot. Car door's shut
She cannot run from this carpark
To Jack, Dean, Robert or Scott
Or whatever his name is
Whatever his game is
As long's as the guy in the pictureframe is him
Like a moviestar
Now another car is drivin'up the parking lot
As he slows, came closer she froze
She knows! "Same hair, eyes and lips"
His fingertips invite her, excite her and guide her
Inside the car, every viber trembles
She's beside herself
His scent, feels like she knows it well
His smell, intoxicating, while she's awaiting
A word, a touch, maybe a kiss, though she'll never tell
When she finds out if his name is Peter, Johnny or Chris
Wait?! What the hell is this?
"Blindfold" he says, "Put it on"
And there gone!
"Come-on", he says, "I rely on, you won't keep an eye on
'Cos I fly on, thrive on
Come alive on like the clothes you have on
Oh, by the way, my name is Sean"
Pleased to meet you
"You're face" he says "so friendly
You might resent me
With that strap on
You're even prettier than the pictures you've sent me
And your body, grant me, lend me
I wouldn't mind if you'ld offend, command or befriend me
You'll have to accept me, affect me
I'm not asking you to comprehend me
But let me do whatever I please
And ya won't be sorry you met me"
She planned on a first kiss
But hangs on to the ride and this
Sucking up every word of his lips
Grips her by the throat
Feels like she's inside the book he wrote
And taking notes. she gloats
"Feel the stop?" he says, "We're here, now hear me
Be yourself 'cos I don't like charades
And by the way, did you ever read 50 Shades?"
It's no crime
Me time
You time
2Time

The tension
That makes her sweat
Has risin by ninefold
Rapped tightly around her head
She still wears his blindfold
She's glowing
Not knowing where she's going
Preceding; he's leading her inside
Plead her as if she were his bride
She knows he cares
Cautiously leading her down wooden stairs
Her senses amplified
She's becoming mystified
Her eyes and ears open wide
She couldn't leave even if she tried
And still, this feels right
She has no wrongs
But she longs for his embrace
To feel his hair and body
See his arms, legs, ass and face
Her heart 's beating violently and then
Carpeting! Finally
He sounds hispanic when he says
"don't panic
Are you ready for a suprise?
'cos now I'm gonna free your eyes."
Immobilized she looks around
An organized, but otherwise stigmatized
Room she plunged in
Like a dungeon
Her eyes seek his
Her heartrate increases
She forgets what fatigue is
Wondering what his desease
Or technique is while puzzling pieces
She knows now what heat is
What she needs is him to come closer
So that her doubt ceases and her lips reach his'
Whose anxiety breaches
And what a peach he is, being the toaster
He's undoing the snaps
Of her black leather skirt
While she wraps herself 'round him
Thinking weather to open his shirt
To flirt, or convert
Like a possessed pervert
Despite the cold sweat
She don't wonna forget
Or regret what she came for
'Cos she'ld probably have
Only herself to blame for
The pain or shame is part of this game or
She would't have aimed for
Whatever's his name for
This thrill
But this here ain't no Netflix and chill
There's wine spill
Another refill
This drill fulfills her until
She's intoxicated beyond sanity
Wasted, saturated, lacking humanity
This drunk forplay's a bitch
Enough with the drinks
Glasses are ditched
Now, she got no restrain
Heart and soul
Letting him be her guide
Now, she doesn't refrain
One parole
Scream for the heat untried
Now when she's in chains
It's the toll
But everything feels so right
She is ignoring the pain
Only one goal. Diggin' so deep inside
She is going insane
Out of control
Everything else denied
She's tying the rythem to fast ticking beat
Fighting, resisting, ignoring the heat
Buying his time with another repeat
She's flying
Like an eagle
She is screamin' out loud
Waiting to strike and attack
Like a tiger
In captivity
She is sinking her nails in his back
2 Time



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Writer(s): Eric Smulders
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