lustful

 
my soul is gentle in the waiting times
waiting for your touch
into stardust I'm crushed

when you don't notice my eyes are for you
wayward soul I know when you aren't feeling me
I seek your affection deep in my need

my feelings rise and I swallow them back with my tears
claiming I'm fine as my voice trembles a bit
your unique finesse makes a lady feel special
but when that favor leaves there is a void

cold and effective
your emptiness of sorrow tells me you don't grieve
it is a personal mystery to me

you look on as I fade
a star so bright I shimmer
twinkling in your skies one in a million

answering your questions of lust
I won't respond until my intellect is turned on
then I will open my soul to you

where there is no other climax
spilling into your world
craving this touch in your macabre theater

where your dreams are realized
and my tension is released
your hold on me is tenuous
touch me in the moment
and understand the truest of lusts