Crawl

I often wonder are you even slightly aware of what you're doing to me? How you're reaching inside me, touching me, and where? Your words inflame me and then Sometimes they're not enough I want more, need you in me like a battering ram inside sometimes these feelings are impossible to hide. I often wonder how your lips would feel pressed against mine would our tongues intertwine? or could I even breathe with you so very near or would I just cease to exist and die from this tryst? Can't you see how my soul gets lost in your eyes, your smile, the very thought of you holding me down or pulling me near and how the fantasy moves me to tears. I often wonder If you enjoy those times when you are making me feel this way, If I begged for more A plea whispered in the dark, what would you even say? I write this poetry from my soul. Deliver it at a crawl to you does it thrill you all I have to say or tell me am I slowly pushing you away?? ©SamHarty