I Want You...

And yet...

You seem to mean so much.

But the pain you bring is breathable.

The danger is the wanting...

I want to run.

I want to scream.

I want you!

Oh,

I know better then to go "there".

But you speak and

I answer...

The sun tells me that this ever

so wrong.

But the moon lies and

says touch and feel all that is there.

I know better...

But?

Then there is you...

Your touch is all that fills my day.

Your look burns in all the

right ways...

You move earth and sky.

I know better...

Yet?

Your touch has moved me

into a passion unknown.

Your anger moves me into the

Hellfire I love to much.

It is you that 

is all and everything...

So...

Here I am waiting...

And waiting...

Waiting...