Crawl
I often wonder
are you even slightly aware
of what you're doing to me?
How you're reaching inside me,
touching me, and where?
Your words inflame me and then
Sometimes they're not enough
I want more, need you in me
like a battering ram inside
sometimes these feelings
are impossible to hide.
I often wonder
how your lips would feel
pressed against mine
would our tongues intertwine?
or could I even breathe
with you so very near
or would I just cease to exist
and die from this tryst?
Can't you see how my soul
gets lost in your eyes,
your smile, the very thought
of you holding me down
or pulling me near and
how the fantasy moves me
to tears.
I often wonder
If you enjoy those times
when you are making me feel
this way, If I begged for more
A plea whispered in the dark,
what would you even say?
I write this poetry from my soul.
Deliver it at a crawl to you
does it thrill you all I have
to say or tell me am I slowly
pushing you away??
©SamHarty
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