Hook – Inktober 2019

His turquoise blue eyes tempt you so much
You look at them, an eternity passes and you don't realize

Her scarlet red lips tempt you so much
That after trying them time stops; nothing else advances

His voice, his tone and his words... they hypnotize you
They catch you; or you let yourself be caught, lost in his smile...

You entered her, you threw things at her
I believed (you believed), to have the initiative, like many others

All this time, portraying you like a princess, and treating you like a devoted knight
Trying to give you Troy without hesitation, and you, meanwhile, so Helena, and I so Paris... so stupid...

I never took the initiative; I took your sweet bait; just another puppet trotting between your fingers.
Without a doubt those eyes, those lips, that bearing, your waists, your perfume, your crazy things...
Going by your shyness, your height and your fine complexion...
Now they are for me the ropes with which I once tied you.
And you, puppeteer, who shivered so that my hug would raise your temperature
You now become the true seductress and protagonist of this story (ours).