First impression
Another pretty stranger
She was busy with a customer
So I got an unguarded look at her
Long black hair, tightly pulled back
Small face, small manicured hands
Delicately sculpted lips
Another Hispanic hottie
Then I felt her
She is and she's not
She looked up and directly at me
Blinked a few times and quickly looked away
Saying more in an instant that anything
I had heard that day
Ringing up my groceries and I noticed that...
She's tearing-up, blinking rapidly
Smiled to myself
Something's bothering her
Nine ninety-five she said
I paid and walked away
Uncomfortable and puzzled she's glad
to see to me go
But it's on now, we both know
Returned two days later
And we began the dance again
This time she wanted to make a new friend
Do you smoke?
She asked
No!
Why?
I dunno, something about your eyes
Oh, I'm just tired.
It's my standard bullshit white lie
She smiles…
Does it hurt?
I asked
She pretended not to hear
Bit her lower lip nervously
Studiously avoiding my face
But I had a number when I walked out of the place
She came over today and surrendered
Didn't say a whole lot
It was something unspoken that we understood
An exquisite flower
Fiery and passionate
Demanding more, over and over
A stranger, a new friend
My long-time lover
Watching her sleep now
Half a smile, content and happy
I should tell her
She's on a fast track to a broken heart
I can't have her and she can't have me
That's how it has to be
She's a receiver
She doesn't remember
I'll simply just use her
Hypnotize her
Take her “over” to the other side
Make contact
Replenish
And when I meet another
I'll walk away and leave her
She's a good girl
I should probably tell her
But I can't
Someday she'll understand
She's one of many
Expendable as any
Besides any excuse would come off lame
She wouldn't understand, the true nature of the game
Suddenly she's awake
Reaching for me
Love you she whispers
Close your eyes I whispered back
Breathe deeply and listen carefully
I lick her ear
Close your eyes, tell me what you see
And almost immediately
I sense her connect
Felt the rush, the glory of the power rising
This is going to be…
The start of a really good thing
I should tell her
She deserves better
It's mostly business not just pleasure
But I won't
What can I say?
We're COG
Bred to play this way…
Chloe
Chloe
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