TreacherousHeart
I promised myself I would never ever give in,
wouldn't fall for that enormous lie called love.
And then He came along, with his beautiful face,
innocent eyes,
lovely voice
and the sweetest words.
He and only He managed to sweep me off my feet.
His gaze mesmerizes me and I can't move,
nor can I stand on my buckling knees.
His voice lures me into temptation
and I melt against his form from his ghostly touch.
I hate him, despise him, could kill him..!
And yet… no I can't, for I depend on him,
want him,
need him.
The road to hell paved with good intentions?
Wrong!
The road to hell is paved with temptation and false promises!
He smiles,
reaches out,
cups my cheek in his soft, yet strong hand
and leans forwards
as I lean into his touch.
I hate him, despise him…!
Wrong!
I hate myself,
for giving into Him,
for giving into his sweet love.
Forehead to Forehead,
we stand as my breath becomes raged with the tension that overwhelms me.
Noses brush,
lips meet
and eyes close
as I realize I just arrived into my personal hell…
or maybe…
could it be…
Our perfect paradise?
A/N: So I read this lovely story 'if you are prepared' with you should read if you are a Snape/Harry fan and I happened to fall in love with that couple after I read the first page of that story.
Anyway, after that I got the inspiration for a poem/short fic, about that paring. I hope you enjoyed it, and please let me now what you think.
Btw: not necessarily a Snape/Harry fic, but it could be for any character that fits the profile sketched. Though indeed, I wrote it for this couple.
