something about you drives me to insanity
an insane mindset of insane confusion
and insane feelings raging battles in me.
“why is it this way?” I ask myself.
perhaps the touches that leave me breathless,
breathless and wanting more.
or maybe even the mind games you play on me.
touch here, touch there, touch everywhere,
and then stop...refrain.
you will not touch me this day.
“but why?” I plead.
a cry held in as to not fall and beg for you,
my body pleads for you, and I know I shouldn’t.
I can’t help this fire burning inside,
not one holy act can extinguish it, it seems.
look at what it is you’ve done to me,
drove me to the point of insanity,
anxiously and patiently waiting for you,
to touch me, **** me,
do anything it is you want to me,
so long as you satisfy that feeling of insanity.
by god, why won’t you just help me?
your skin on mine is what heals me,
so for the sake of all things holy,
please heal me with your touch today.