They say
A picture is worth
A thousand words,
I beg to differ
Your beauty
Is worth even more,
In your direction
My eyes wander
More often than not
If not more frequently,
As thoughts of you possess me,
I cannot think of anything else,
I'm powerless
And it frustrates me so,
I want to savor your lips
And feel the warmth of your body,
Who would have thought
Such feelings
Could ever be in me,
Who are you
To control me in such a way?
I crave you
To the fullest
Extent of the word,
You are a merciless angel;
Whom I cannot have...
© okpoet