He had me in a position,
One I was unable to refuse...
A twitch to the left;  A pulse on the right--
He's got me.
Locked in... with those eyes.
Those moments...
Unable to be spoken
The air quiets. The silence climbs through my skin and from with I....
Let him see the other side
The point and moment where one side cannot do anything but beg.
To be let loose. Set free,
Suddenly.
To let it rise right in and take me,
Shake me to my core...
Leaving me wanting.
Yearning. Needing.
Pleading and begging...

There is no care left unaccounted for --
There has been a bit of memory ...?
Left on the floor.
Yet motionless is an understatement...
When that man makes me beg for the other side to take ahold of me
To run free.
Emotional enlistment
This...
...THIS.... is all I need
To feel that sting
That twitch... the pulse.
All of this one moment.
One breath--

A whisper of a shadow on the left
The hums of the air going right around me
These...
Shivers I beg. I plead--
Don't know how this man...
Understands.
Me. This need. This desire he set free!
To be needing and begging.
(Deep from within)
All of the flooding  the emotional waves that--
Crash amongst all the sands, jettys, and the dunes...
All in the dreams.
These moments aren't mere memories.
I'm begging
Pleading
Let me in.
I want that desire
That one hidden within

That animal you decide to show
Those hands the know every inch...
Of skin I possess.
The best little moment to let....
It all begin-- yet stop just as sudden.
On edge I wait for release...
Begging for us to be free.