If I could,
I would romance and make love
To every woman that touched my heart
And every beauty that caught my eye
Around the world.
If only
To capture the moment in joy.
Does that make me a romantic with a big heart?
Or, simply a typical sexual man-monster?

I want to be strong.
To be the hero that wins your heart.
I want to be weak.
And, if you leave, I will fall apart.

If you stay away,
The safer we will be.
But, I'll still be unhappy.
And, that's something you won't see.

If you get too close
And hold me in your arms,
You become like poison in my lungs.
And, when you part, I am dying alone.
[Imagine if you kissed me or...]
It is like you hand me a bomb
When you touch me.
And, after you leave me,
It ticks down to zero.
Slowly killing me.
But, it's my fault.
I let you get to me.
Just as I become addicted to electronic things.
I indulge you.
I fantasize about you.
I draw your picture.
I write stories about you.
I wine and dine you.
I emerse my thoughts in you.
Only to feel your hand slip from me
And leave me standing alone.
I can't stand much longer.
I will soon be crouched
On the floor
Holding myself.
Adrift at sea
Of thought.
Wondering.

If you stay away,
The safer we will be.
But, I'll still be unhappy.
And, that's something you won't see.

I seem to be my own worst enemy.....