finger print

your, impression is deep
one of a kind
but only in my thoughts

i asked you not to,
my eyes told you what words could not
for love...was not in your heart
and i fully knew that

you still kissed me...
and i melted like ice
now not frozen
my clear un-tated fresh water dances so eloquently
from this point i was all yours
that moment turned to tears
as i knew not to trust my heart
believe in my mind!

for all you wanted was in between my legs
you've had your "fun"
and now must run

i still long for your touch
but don't want your heart

Ive changed through your impression
you left upon one touch
your finger print
i never want to give up

thank you for reading. is my first poem, so would appreciate critical comments, so, i can improve
Emma Xx