The way you touch me I cannot describe
your moves alone arouse me- too big of size
the way you look at me with that stare
makes me want you more, I cannot bare
laying bed, drenched in our sweat
is the best feeling I've had, ever since we've met
moving your finger from my face to down low
always brings me up from feeling dull and slow
locking your eyes into mine
in the moment, our bodies intertwine
this feeling is the peak of the day...
just until you have to go-"goodbye" is all you say.

her fingers and toes
always so cold
but her heart so warm
though she could make yours torn
her words were always so distinct
connecting you to her by an unbreakable link
she was one who didn't have to do much
just smile and leave a simple touch
she always could wrap you in,
and make you think leaving her would be a sin
you could tell her anything at all
and she wouldn't dare tell a soul
though herself--she would never crack
her secrets were what you would lack
just by looking, you would know
her mind wandered places, from high to low
too much for anyone to guess
she knew of everything (more or less)
and all those notions messed up her mind
too many parts of her, hard to all bind
and this was why she knew she could never feel,
love, she thought, would never be real