The Wolves Howling In My Head

Desire

For some reason I desire,
I desire something impure.
I've already been told no.
Why do I long for this?

I asked, and I was declined
That should be enough.
But no, it's not.
I still seek viewership.

In the face of no,
I put on a puppy dog face.
I beg to see what isn't mine,
Because I think it so fine.

There is nothing I can do.
I've considered a bribe,
But I know that will not do.
Why do I keep thinking of this?

I have you.
That should be enough.
Just at the thought of seeing though,
I grow desperately unfaithful.

There is no potential,
Not unless she's with you.
My desire is wrong,
And I'm sorry it's disrespectful.