Your eyes represent
the river of tears I have cried
knowing that I am alone
and that you are with her.
You've left me here,
drowning me in every breath you take.
I want to discover you,
consume you,
love you.

Just let me adore you.
*I just wanted to adore you.

I have never even met you but have me constantly thinking of you.  Sometimes before I go to sleep you are the last thing on my mind.
The image of your beautiful smile and sparkling eyes is engraved in my mind,
love your playful ways.
I often wonder if the scent of your hair is as intoxicating as your smile, if the feel of your skin is as soft as your angel feathers and right then I want to know if the taste of your lips is as sweet as ripe strawberries picked in the summer breeze.
Now I'm here waiting for the moment when I hear your voice for the first time, keeping me restless at night, I hope that when I finally hear it is as relaxing as when I look into your angel eyes.

I felt you
before I saw you;
your almighty presence filling the room,
filling me.
I turned and met your eyes;
blazing green prisons
that confine me,
emerald pools
that drown me.
I move closer,
and you smile that
all-knowing smile,
wrapping your arm around my waist
feeling the bone of my hip
your hand moving down
stroking my thigh whilst I quiver.
How can this be wrong?
These feelings I have when you enter a room,
when you touch me,
when you know me...
how can they be wrong?
Your fingertips dance over my body,
tattooing your name under my forbidden skin
scarring your lust in to my heart.
I look up
to meet those burning eyes once more
and we lose ourselves for a moment;
your lips almost grazing mine
longing for a silent lament of love
in the form of a kiss,
getting ever closer to fulfilling your desire until...

You stop.
You pull away.
You swallow your love.
You walk away
from what is sinful
tempting
and above all--

*forbidden.