To like you more than one should;
Lusting,
Thinking,
Longing for your touch,
Wanting to hold you more than just a friendly hug,
A kiss,
a cuddle,
a Heart string tug.
Thinking of you till late at night,
Tossing,
Turning,
Till morning light.
The missing link in my hectic world,
Making my tummy twist and curl,
Though it shouldn't and if I walked away it wouldn't,
Yes my tummy would stop curling but my heart will start hurting, the pang of guilt expelling beyond existing.
Moral righteousness over emotional pleasure,
Human nature over the law of forbidden actions.
Stop, look, and think on so many levels
Still my heart longs for you,
A sensual longing deep within my being, once was untouched until you stormed through,
A love story that will never become,
Empty.
Safe but empty.
(Just for fun)
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