What holds me so far for your responds?

What is it that blinds me each time I cannot withstand that long hours without seeing your true beauty upon other humans.

Are you really here when I’m so near of clinging onto you like a damsel in distress.

Why are you is irresistible?

Have you noticed that others maybe venerable to you?

The equated, sensation I crave to wrap my arms around and trap you in my shameful lust.

To tie down until you give up your senses into my and collapse onto my knees.

To become a wild beast and take control of each over lapping situation,

To also make me go wild and take over to be above all that surrounds us and the galaxy.

To let my hands run wild in your thick blonde fetish locks of hair.

To give a fiery presses upon your neck and body but a peck on to those trusting lips,

How can you be the one thing that I cannot have?

All of these sinful things how can it be so hurtful but so pleasing?

Being able to whisper into your ear and say what you truly want to hear.

Be the one I scream lustful, desiring, compassion towards too.

Why can’t I have you as my own to everything there is?