Everyone wants to be loved by you.

What is it? What is it about you?
Why? Why is it you?
I have questioned till I’m blue
Because these feelings, all new
Are boiling within me like a warm stew
Trying to make sense of it too.

Why now? Why didn’t I see it before.
Maybe I didn’t see the lure
The trap, so pure
Pulling me in for more and burning me to the core.

Everyone wants you. Seriously.. why?
People would hop, skip and fly
For your hand, which just waves bye
But to say I don’t want you... lie.

But I’m happy. Single. Alone. Alone.
****. Ring friends now, on the phone
Get them round using the right tone
And maybe then I’ll forget that I want to hear your moans.
Your ****** groans, each breath sown
Together.

No. Stop. Stop thinking about her.
It’s fine, I’m fine. I don’t need her fur...
Wrapped around me. Her legs over my shoulders,
I push in as she smoulders.
Filing away this memory in my folders
But this fantasy could not be bolder.

It’s all been a fantasy, an imagined reality.
To be bold for my capacity.

Everyone wants to be loved by you.