I've been the watcher all this time And nothing's ever right I've been so wrong all my life That I'm afraid to reach you But if I could just touch your face I know I would never leave you. I want you in ways you've never been In roads you've never traveled I'd take you there in the roses And let your dreams unravel. In your eyes I see myself And still what I could be And God the way I burn to kiss you Is an atrocity. I know I'm not your first, But you would be mine In all seductions I've been cursed I've never known the signs. And in the light, the way you laugh I'm certain it's your game It turns you on to see me suffer, You get off on my secret pain. And I'm afraid to approach you Because something always dies And I'd be the one to hurt you You'd be the center of all my lies. I'd be the vixen you'd repent The mistake you'd try to hide Just one kiss; worth all laments With your sex I'm crucified. I know you've dreamt of me In ways to make you blush I know I've been your fantasy Your little secret lust. Your dark hair and your darker smile How I'd love to turn you on It's in your eyes and in your style I'd make your flesh a sexual song. Now this dance goes on To a waltz that never ends If I don't move into you soon I'll be damned if we stay friends. Copyright (c) by M.R. Haden 1997
Reason for writing:
About a friend who ended up being more than a friend after awhile.
Birth sign: Not entered
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