douglas Posted March 23, 2014 Share Posted March 23, 2014 BackstoryI was wandering around in the darknessAfter slamming glasses down with themAnd laughingAnd smokingAnd rememberingAnd I remember that I just needed to get out of thereSo I didLeaving the penthouse through the hotel lobbyFeeling like a rent boy in my eyeliner and ripped black jeansI’ve felt that way many times beforeA reckless youthRunning through the streetsFull of gypsy love and agonyAnd they never stay longThese paramours seduced by my illusionThey never stay longBecause I can never keep the illusion they want going long enoughAnywayI left through the hotel lobby and I walked the midnightStreets with their lights and their debauched treacheryAnd along the wayI was drawn toward the barWith its seedy beats and topless barmenAnd its dirty sticky floorsAnd I sat down and I lit a cigarette and I ordered a beerI was thinking about how many times I had felt so Lonely sitting just like thisIn bars around the worldBlown in by my restlessnessPulled in by a curious addictionAnd it was then that he walked up to meAnd stood by my side breathing onto my neckThe shadow of a hustlerTall and ugly and sexyI enjoyed the feeling of his interruptionThat familiar sensation of being wanted and desiredThe cheap thrill I chase on nights when I’m feeling aloneThe first thing he said was Kiss meOpening his mouth with an accurate lustful presumptionAnd leaning in to take it from meBut I backed awayI backed away as much as I wanted his hustler’s kiss And he was perplexedBending towards me againThis time kissing me gently on the cheekAsking me if I was rejecting himAnd I looked towards the exit and saidDon’t take it personally, babyI’ve got a long backstoryThat I’m dealing with tonight Quote To receive love, you have to give it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted April 14, 2014 Share Posted April 14, 2014 An intriguing look into the what's -- Full of gypsy love and agonyAnd they never stay longThese paramours seduced by my illusionThey never stay longBecause I can never keep the illusion they want going long enoughAnywayI left through the hotel lobby and I walked the midnightStreets with their lights and their debauched treacheryAnd along the wayI was drawn toward the barWith its seedy beats and topless barmenAnd its dirty sticky floorsAnd I sat down and I lit a cigarette and I ordered a beerI was thinking about how many times I had felt so Lonely sitting just like thisIn bars around the worldBlown in by my restlessnessPulled in by a curious addiction -- but I'm ever fascinated by the why's. Does the speaker know why? He mentions addiction in a matter-of-fact way; he doesn't seem terribly bothered by it. Still, I loved the perspective presented. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
douglas Posted July 29, 2014 Author Share Posted July 29, 2014 an addict of true love. searching and pushing back the people who try to take too much in times of vulnerability. Quote To receive love, you have to give it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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