If I could touch you—
Maybe, I could breathe
But, because I can't reach you
It's like I can't speak, walk or see
A look in your eyes—
One like NEVER before
It seems to haunt me
Until I'm left screaming for more
If only I could feel you
For at least just a moment
Just one touch, one taste—
And, I'd make it mine, and own it
I promise one touch—
Is all that I need
I'll then live off the memory
Of that one touch—I plead...
But, if I do feel you
I may crumble to the floor
I may extend a hand
And, beg for one more...
It is you that I long for—
As I desperately try to gasp for breath!
And, I need to feel YOU...
I now mourn your absence, like a death!
While they try to bury you,
Paralyzed—I fall to the ground!
I try to stand up, I open my mouth
But, to no surprise—I can't make a sound!
Yet, I know that you feel it
No words were ever needed...
The memories, they haunt me
Like a button that's stuck, or a show that's repeated—
I can see you, and hear you
I feel the energy lighting the room
The darkness, the light
A black rose in full bloom…
I can practically taste you;
It's the Laws of Nature, we won't defy
You can't forestall it from happening
It's something which you can't deny...
I know that you feel me,
As I course through your veins
I could be the perfect drug
As I surrender—
You hold the reigns!
It's lust and longing,
It's DEVOURING need
It's an obsession—I crave you
And, now you feel it, indeed!
So, I reach out a hand,
It would help if you embraced this fate
The air, it is thick
And it IS getting late!
So, walk with me—
If only, one time
As you DO feel my arousal...
Yes, we've crossed that line.
© 2011-2018 Quiero Tu Manos Por Todo Mi Cuerpo Nicole D'Settēmi
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