My Words.
I can't put yearning in me into words.
Though I've tried very hard.
None suffice to how I feel
The way it felt to be so close.
The feel of a tender moment cut lose.
Cut short.
Broken before it was finished.
These are some of,
My Thoughts.
They wont stop. I've tried to kill them off.
They wont leave me alone!
Those little thoughts that come from
nowhere and everywhere and
all the places in between.
They fallow me.
How I want to give in to
My Desires.
I just can't though.
Not yet.
My Desires make me feel helpless, worthless
because I'm not in control.
They wont depart though.
Making my want to take his hand.
How I dream to feel his arms around me.
The compulsions.
My Desires.
The feel of his lips is so welcome.
I want it so badly.
I now know its possible to shake with lust.
How I want him.
Although no one needs to know.
So I remain hiden of pondering eyes.
Waiting for my feelings to die.
