Kiss…

A sign of affection, of love, of care. To heal wounds and mend hearts. To remember one night. Many nights. Soft, pink puffs of flesh bringing the longest, hardest sensations. Whispers words of seduction, passion, and fiction.

Hand…

The smooth way it ran down my chest. Grabbing skin, clawing shoulders. Pulling into an embrace. A guide to the gold of the body. Weaves magic and sews shivers.

Diamonds…

Small rocks, polished to a shine. Symbols of wealth and perfection. Never dying, never leaving. There are no lies within the reflections and sparkles. A gift. Her gift. Her only true love.

Best Friend…

Home, warmth, and protection. A place to run when every one else shuts you out. To tell all your secrets, fears, and desires. Someone to sit up with you and just listen. Someone who will never leave. Someone…anyone but you.

Boys…

Me, for that is what I am. Only still a boy trapped in a man's body. Lost, confused, wanting to shout, wanting to escape. I didn't know anything about love. What have you taught me, showed me?

Cold…

I feel nothing. I can see nothing. All I can do is get to you and prove I'm fine. I'll be fine. God, I'm fine. Satine…my Satine, what have you've done?

Girls…

Odd creature. Backstabbers! Cheats! Lairs! Whores! Why, Satine, just tell me this. No, don't! I know why. I guess I've always known. You are a creature of the night. Sex and drinks fuel you. I guess I just couldn't keep you going.

Old…

But age means nothing to you, does it? As long as your face is pure and your voice is silk age is nothing. It will mean nothing because you'll never grow old, will you?

We all lose our charms in the end…