Inhale..Exhale..Inhale...Exhale the lust.

Thunder roared,
just as the waves crashed the shore.
Vulnerability roamed the air of the room I stayed in,
allowing me to inhale it in and let my strong will weaken.
Loneliness at its highest,
vanity at its finest.
Mistakes were exhaled,
the second whip of air my body manage to inhale
was now regret filling my lungs.
He wasn't mine to hold,
another exhale takes place
this time it contained anger that he caught me at my weakest.
Someone else's heart was at stake

I just needed someones mind to break.

Another unfaithful soul trapped in the cave of temptation,
It wasn't more one than the other
but if there fingers to point
I'll point it at myself
subconscious where the thoughts that I now recognize
Somewhere in me I knew if I walked away he was sure to follow
we'll still go the motto

"It takes two to tango."
It also took two to inhale and exhale the aroma of
our two distinct scents that hold no record of ever being together.
But that night of our weary flesh let lust take over
the story is one we never choose to repeat.
Sitting in different sides of the room now,
heads looking towards the ground, elbows on knees, hands
running through hair.
Ashamed not of what happen but of what could have occurred
We managed to unattach and break such a force
thanking God for the ability we found somewhere deep down
to just stop the madness and let go..
Now as the months went by
the beach is nothing but history.
Back in the atmosphere of our own life him with her
and I alone.
Looking back you'll see,
what posses two humans when we let instinct of attraction defeat.