Sometimes I think I love you.

When you're quiet and open
and I can see
see right through
to your soul
your heart
our minds intertwined
and I want so badly but I
and the looks
the looks you give me
your eyes burning
burning my flesh
with desire and it's so so
so nice to be desired
to be craved
and I wish I could be but I
and you're touching
touching me all over
and maybe I can pretend
pretend for you
my friend
my confidant
my dear
with everything I've
put us through
put you through
was it really so silly
to think maybe I'd be...