speak on it

When you in a situation, situated and into ya dwelling comes a diversion.
Words spoken clearly, and accepted; No claim, no feelings no allegiance.
Just for enjoyment with no other reasons. Encounters transpire.

Sans souci.

But emotions sensate. Begin to complicate. Showin signs of possessiveness.
I cant dismiss. Then you dis.

So now I must rectify. Forced to reserve my new intrigue. You and your rancor ways!

Damn, why it gotta turn this path?!

Ah, but lifes to short for apprehension! Makes it easy to dismiss the infatuation!