A touch
His touch
Synchronized with his breath I feel mine
My body is screaming
I remain silent
My lips form a goofy smile
My eyes are shining
Looking at the floor
Too scared to search his
My dreams have his form
My thoughts have his form
I feel every little cell of my body tensed
My stomach is filled with bubbles
I hold my breath
Unable to move
Unable to talk
Unable to look away
Unable to feel anything else but tension
I am angry with myself
Angry because I couldn't talk
Angry because I hadn't control of my body
Angry because he isn't mine
I seek refuge in his smile
I seek passion in his eyes
I seek feelings in his touch
I seek vibration in his breath
I seek him
I can't help but seek him
And this is lust
A powerful feeling
A deep desire
A need
