I saw you and instantly knew you were a good bad decision. The kind that smells like late nights and low voices, like secrets that won’t stay tucked in. you had that look. Not the obvious one, The quieter version. The danger that waits to be invited in. your smile said you'd been warned about women like me. Mine said I’d never listened. I watched you, took my time peeling back the surface, studying the way you carried temptation, just enough that i almost lost my self-control And yeah, I thought about what your hands might feel like wrapped around a truth I wouldn’t tell anyone else. Thought about how far you'd go if given the green light instead of games. So when it happened, when things finally spilled over the edge, I didn’t gasp. I didn’t second-guess. I met you in the fire. And matched it. Every grin, every grip, every don’t-stop was already a poem in my head before it ever touched skin. And no, I don’t regret it i want to go an extra mile and see what other boundaries we can cross