“No Going Back” by Nigel Nicholls explores the fleeting intensity of forbidden passion and the emotional cost of denial. It portrays a secret relationship fueled by desire but shadowed by disillusionment and inevitable consequences. The title reflects a point of no return in a fantasy-driven, unsustainable connection.
Fury of lust
Crumbles to dust
Passion expires
It leaves no traces
Buds of spring
Slip on the wind
Fall to earth
Dust of ages
Tear at your clothes
Lace exposed
Who can know
Our secret places
Today at four
Remember whose door
Keep in mind
No social graces
Live the lie
For all it’s worth
Make the most
Heaven on earth
Don’t think about
What’s left behind
Out of sight
Out of mind
Let my hands
Explore your soul
Take your senses
Beyond control
Take me now
I can’t wait
Rip my skin
Don’t hesitate
Kiss my lips
Scratch my back
Nothing can stop this
No going back
Passing of time
Our Mountain to climb
Shows no sign
On our faces
Sideways glance
The devil’s dance
Who would know
In high places
We can’t tell
Can’t ring the bell
Our liaison
Passionate embraces
We don’t think
We’re on the brink
Cannot see we’re
Just going through phases
Take me now
I can’t wait
Rip my skin
Don’t hesitate
Kiss my lips
Scratch my back
Nothing can stop this
No going back
A fairytale end
Just pretend
Unlikely now
Sing our praises
Lusts embrace
Has left your face
What’s left
Can go to blazes
Live the lie
For all it’s worth
Make the most
Heaven on earth
Don’t think about
What’s left behind
Out of sight
Out of mind
Let my hands
Explore your soul
Take your senses
Beyond control
Take me now
I can’t wait
Rip my skin
Don’t hesitate
Kiss my lips
Scratch my back
Nothing can stop this
No going back
