take her all in; from her crimson lips to her beautiful skin, & her delicated features, those tainted with flaming danger, how she delights in the presence of his anger. when the sensation of her ever so light kiss engraved itself in his mind and the sudden longing took him aback. her caustic remarks that bit him like hungry sharks, how it left him with never ending tirades hanging from his mouth. if he was the whiskey then sure she was wine, bloody red wine— no, no, she was a s p a r k l i n g wine, tasting like champagne, classic of a kind, somewhat luxurious in his mind.
get your head in the case, in the name of law!
too late for that now, too late as he was washed away by her waves, too late as she already caught him with her melodic patterns. unwillingly tempted so deep into her game,— but she was a player too, & he made sure to drag her down as well.
two carry those desires inside them,
that no one else can see—
they hold them down like anchors,
they drown them out at s e a.
“'we're not holding an entertainment show,” eyes narrowed & brows sunk low, “off with that arrogance,”— what a greedy man, he wanted her whole, chained in his shackles all for his own, no one will come through that door.
her provocation that could make these stone walls blush, nerve his heart & temper to a furious rush. the things you do to him siren, how you play with his head— this was his station, the ship that he sails, how she conquered it’s surface, and took his place— wearing the title of captain she twists the law in her hands, and oh poor officer, his dignity on the lane. but when she turned to face him, it was stare down again.
then she leaned once more,
( & he boiled with anticipation )
her breath brushed skin,
( & he wanted her to take him )
but she came to a halt, and his eyes flickered unwillingly to enchanting lips, how he parted his own to answer but his mind too busy yearning for another glimpse, what a fool ! it was merely a game of push and pull ! how denial got him more tangled, & he scoffed in deriding anger, “don’t get full of yourself now, i don’t think an officer taking interest in you is a good thing, ever.” oh but you did, so put a distance before she burns you again— hands withdrew; tugging on his tie to cool the ever growing heat, throat cleared more for twisted ill-tempered confusion and attempt to regain equanimity,
"i’m sure you’re familiar with admirers— but don’t get the police on your tail."
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