Dedicated to Jelena (it's your birthday gift girl... hope you like it...)
She walked in at the first chords...
My eyes just went bezerk looking for her, and so were all the eyes of all the guys on this bloody room. I couldn't care less. I knew I had the skills, I knew I was different, I knew I had something else, or I thought I had something else... damn...
Just by watching her black long hair falling through her white back, distinguishing her from the blonde status quo of this Vienese club, I was feeling myself falling.
She smiled in my direction, her blue eyes fixed my green ones and that was it... Her enchantment was already working, as if she was this gipsy trained in the black arts of sexual attraction. "Damn jagga, damn man... you're lost" I knew I was hers for her to rip me appart at her will.
The guitar echoed in my mind like a strange distant dream. Reverb and overdrive, overdrive and reverb, I couldn't even think clearly, like if I had too many grass flowing on my mind (it wasn't the case).
She hadn't even said a word, and already I knew my world would never be the same after this night... "How? I thought, how the hell did she weakened you this easily? It's not like she even tried to...Damn man, you gotta put it together, come on, act normal, act normal, ACT NORMAL fuck fuck fuck fuck...".
"Hi jagga." she whispered in my ear teasing me.
"Hey J. wassup with ya?"
"You... I guess..." and took like two seconds to restart as if testing my reaction "You are happening now."
" You know I ain't up for your normal games."
"I know, I know, that's what makes you so playfull, I've to invent new games just for you."
"No, you misunderstood, I ain't up for games, no games, any."
"Oh.... We want to keep it simple do we?" She mocked me
"I'm tired of y'all... you complicate too much"
"And still you came tonight, knowing I'd make a toy out of you"
"Maybe I was just expecting you to be different from that."
"L-O-L... Come on jagga, who do you think you're convincing? We are both too adult to be joking around this... You're a smart guy, you know me, or if you don't know me at least you know my type, you couldn't be expecting me to be that different"
"Well... point taken...Still I'm not up for games... You're as excited about this as me, and if you think I'm just gonna behave like a dog without owner, you're kind of mistaken..."
"You men... Always thinking you are different, and yet, you always surprise us on how equal you are...Male conscience is really unique... unique and shared by all the million males on the Earth, taking you out of your comfort zone is like cutting your balls."
"Damn I told you I wasn't into this J.... I'm leaving."
"You'll come back... I know it" she laughed...
Two hours later, I'm still looking at my cell phone hoping she'd at least text me to meet her or something...
"Damn she really got you..." I laugh, and walk home, still hoping she'd call.
Truth is, in two days I'll get tired of waiting and I'll break the silence... she put me out of my comfort zone indeed...
Damn her gipsy spell... damn her blue eyes and straight long hair, and damn her petite perfect body which I just wanted to hugh as tight as possible altough she's "too cool" to let me do it just like that. Damn those beautifull narrow lips begging for mine. Damn the weakness she was devoting me to. Damn her games which I didn't want to, but had to play. Damn the curiosity. Damn her punkness which was driving me mad... Damn her, and damn me for knewing I was about to break...
She'd me figured out, and that added to the challenge. I just couldn't back out now.
"I'll get you J. I will, you just wait and watch..."
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A ouvir:
Steppenwolf
"Pusher"
álbum: Steppenwolf
