You touched me just the other day.
Quite, gently, in a special way.
By that gesture so divine,
You sent a quiver up my spine.
I love to dream of what might be.
I love the thought of you and me.
By that dream, so discreet,
It makes my heart skip a beat.
Thus difficult, it is to keep,
From dreaming of you in my sleep.
The visions of your lovely face,
Occupies a most special space.
I want to taste your honeyed kiss.
This, I crave and really miss.
I want to love you openly,
So all my passions can be free.
For only it, can I embrace,
In this foreboding, lonely place.
The other day, your knee touched mine,
My passions swelled, to heights divine.
They wait for me to set them free.
But only you possess the key.
They need to be expressed to you,
In hopes that love will then ensue.
They will remain in silence there,
Unless, somehow, you start to care.
For I must hold you in my arms,
And quench my passions, with your charms.
This I yearn for in my dreams.
And include, within' my schemes.
My self-control has gone astray.
My patience has melted away.
For only you can cure my pain.
And in so doing, keep me sane.
Even when we're split apart,
You will not fade within' my heart.
What makes you doubt that this can be?
What will it take for you to see?
My heart is full of love for you.
Why do you not believe this true?
What can I say; What can I do?
To make you change your point of view.
And the torments, which we felt before,
Will fade away,
And hurt no more.
Fly to me-Do not delay.
I cannot wait another day.
Inspirelations 