I want you <br />My passion controls me. <br />There is urgency to my desire. <br />An almost painful intensity <br />that overwhelms my senses <br />and thoughts. <br />I am consumed by the need, <br />to touch you <br />to be close to you <br />so close that I am part of you <br /> inside of you <br />till we are one. <br />Your senses are mine. <br />Your quickened breath and soft moans <br />echo in my thoughts. <br />There is nothing but you. <br />I must touch you. <br />Every soft place and gentle crevice, <br />I must taste your skin, <br />smell your hair, <br />hear your quiet gasps. <br />I cannot conceive of anything but you, <br />the curves of your body, <br />your perfumed scents, <br />the soft silk of your hair, <br />the inflaming smoothness of your skin. <br />The very sight of you, <br />the longing in your eyes, <br />the vulnerability in your repose, <br />the pureness of your bare skin, <br />are fuel that burns in my tunnel vision. <br />I can no longer think. <br />There are no choices in my passion, <br />but there is clarity. <br />I want you...now<br /><br />TP Sage<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/passion-72/
