The lack of intimacy
that's between us . .
Is torturous for the mind ,
I lay there ,
Feeling like I've
Been poked, and
prodded .
And as mentally unstable
Young lady, I'm bursting
At the seams . .
For even the smallest
Amount of your infectious
Attention .
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC
The lack of intimacy
that's between us . .
Is torturous for the mind ,
I lay there ,
Feeling like I've
Been poked, and
prodded .
And as mentally unstable
Young lady, I'm bursting
At the seams . .
For even the smallest
Amount of your infectious
Attention .