Really? What about the fact that cannot *** while ******* unless I'm looking at your pictures thinking of ******* you.

I think I've earned that right

After all it's not that you cannot have all of me, it's that you refuse to give me all of you.

I cannot live off just half of you, so I dream of at least having all of someone else.

Do you understand?

No you don't.

You give me a bit of you, and even that bit of you is a piece of that piece because  I have to steal you.

I cannot hear your moans when they come out full force

I cannot ******* as I want as we aren't where it allows

I cannot wake up and sleep to ******* you

I say I want you, but do you understand?

You speak of the fear of losing me, of indecision

If I were open my heart to your senses

You would see a clash of fire and ice

Of land and air

Of death and life

Of my love for you, for myself, for the whole warring endlessly trying to consume one another

I want to devour your every essence like the oxygen that courses through every fiber , and I want it endlessly.

I don't want people to look at us as we look at each other and say they want to ****

I want them to movie of any chance of obstructing that view, I want them to be completely stunned and afraid and tense with their hair standing because the look between us is felt like am physical thing. Like a fire that will burn all that's in between and all that disturbs it.

I WANT YOU

And even that is a raindrop in an ocean, you would gasp, weep, scream, whimper, be quieted, be burned, moved, stunned, be completely and utterly awe struck by even a few seconds of feeling what I feel for you through me as i look at you.

You are surprised that I would drama of others like my mind would even be slightly capable of creating a scene that could contain how much I want you

My desire, live, and yearning for is a mess that churns and burns, crashes and tears, cuts and corroded all in every second I let it free

Yet you think you've even seen a part of it

Like me showing you would end in anything but pain for me, for as long as I deny it, it will not breathe and live

You think I simply want you

When I WANT YOU

Women I would *******, till you pass out,  I would *** for you and make me *** for you till we lose weight from malnutrition as every ounce of energy goes to every moment we touch skin in an unending cycle of us trying new things perfecting old ones, transforming every encounter into something that makes us both tremble

I would have you and the world would weep in its understanding that what we are is something that has never and can never be again

Still you think I want you

I don't want you

I never have

I have suffered something far worse than that for every moment since you let me kiss your lips, squeeze your **** , spank you ***, and ****** myself into the deep parts of you.

I have loved you, truly.