I see you look at me and I wonder,
do you see attraction or nothing at all;
I look at your hands and see the roughness of your days work,
and the scars of your lifes journeys so far;
What if I smiled just at you,
would you smile back the same?
The smell from your neck makes me quiver,
and the look of your skin excites me.
Am I wrong for feeling your intensity,
or do I deserve to feel something like this at all?
Oh, how I want to touch your lips,
as they slowly move to mine.
I picture myself under you,
and your eyes starring into mine.
One night of stunning passion,
and crazy lust is what I endure.
I need your voice to speak to me,
and maybe whisper in my ear.
Can you give me a piece of yourself,
that I may bury in my heart and mind forever?