Wanting You
Caressing your skin, that's not enough of what I want, this crazy position you've put me in, and although your face I love to see...baby, all it does is haunt.
I can't even close my eyes, without thoughts of you coming to, I love your warmth, and to you my spirit flies, but I'm still alone, so what am I to do?
I could attempt to cease, that which I feel inside, even that wouldn't decrease, that from you which I try to hide.
So it's your soul that I caress, and take pleasure in the love you bring to me, I love to hold you, but eventually we know we'll undress, I was unbound, so by this I'm able to love thee freely.
You are meant to be mine, I know that life isn't always perfect, any amount of time I get to spend with you is fine, I promise to always give you the most revered respect.
Passion cannot escalate, without the proper contention, I can't ever fight you in anything, for you I feel no hate, so to you I offer this proposition:
If I came to you tonight, what would we do? Would you put up a fight, or give me more reasons to be in love with you?
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