Inescapable

It was quite simple to resist irresistible and act like there is nothing among us.
I could look perfectly cold in front of you but now the colour of your voice overheated me inside.

I might escape inescapable, but maybe I don’t want it this time.
Your touch overheated me inside.
We may silently walk away from here and continue to dance in the shadow, under the midnight sky.

I was able to avoid this kind of collide, but it seems I shall not this time.
Your breath overheated me inside.

It was near impossible to put my shield down so fast and let someone to cover me with the waves of wicked desire in the way you dared, under the midnight sky.

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