The itch is driving in too deep. <br />Where tranquility refuses to keep. <br />I`m screaming, I`m burning, <br />And on the inside, I`m churning. <br />Taken down in this firestorm <br />A pent up fury, desire-born. <br />His breath, so sweet, fills her air. <br />Runs his fingers through her hair. <br />It`s not my skin receiving his touch, <br />Even though it craves him way too much. <br />Envy has burrowed a home in my head. <br />Famished, it waits to be memory-fed. <br />Virtue and patience have dropped to the floor <br />Now the yearning`s igniting me to the core. <br />I don`t think I can take another night <br />Of pretending it’s me he`s embracing so tight. <br />But she can`t love him as true as I can. <br />I hate this wanting what I can`t have.<br /><br />Brandi Guthrie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wanting-what-i-can-t-have/
