It's not about who you think of at 2pm when you're busy....
or 3am when you're lonely....
it's about the one who never leaves your thoughts...
the one who has you biting your lip
and blushing,
even though he isn't around....
The one that has you wishing for
A pause button,
Just so you can live on his lips,
A tad bit longer...
The one who awakens the female in you...
Who makes you feel powerful,
Beautiful,
Breathing, Alive...
It's about the one that quickens your breath...
That looks at you and just like that,
You'll willingly do whatever he says,
If only for a kiss or a spank....
It's about the one that has you thinking
You might be insane, slightly obsessed,
And yet you can't, or rather won't
Give him up....
Because no-one has ever made you feel
The way you feel,
When you're with him...
A crazed, passionate, starfucked love
A love of only poetry.....
A love of only Him....

©MV (cause I'm tired of that meme that reads its about the one at 2pm when you're busy not 3am when you're lonely, *******)