Just One Touch

I got this crazy feeling in my chest.

One that sucks in all the oxygen in the room but it's never enough,

as if, trying to reach for some of your oxygen but you're nowhere to be found

I wish I could hold you.

I wish I could kiss you.

I even wish I could still steal some of your oxygen so that this agonizing anxiety goes away so that my heart understands that this is real.

But how is a feeling real if you can't hold it?

How do you explain to your heart that words and promises moved by the air and the wind are enough to tell me that I will win.

Win the key to your heart and I knew it from the start that I would end up holding it in my hand because my intuition is never far.

It's never far.

In fact it's right behind you, right besides you.

I can read you like the palm of my hand

I can even dissect you like the snails in the sand.

I don't know how to deal with what is real and with what this is.

Because this is all too unfamiliar to me.

From your words to the caresses to your kisses slowly going down my neck...

I wish I could just stop stressing this but,

Let's be real here, it's you who I'm obsessing with.

I got shaky hands with a over beating heart and post-orgasmic shocks in my feminine petals that are itching for your touch.

Just one touch.

Just one touch.

I can't believe I'm here fiending like I need one more hit to reach my ultimate high.

You've got me thinking of millions of ways to make you mine again and-

Millions of ways to show you how crazy and selfless my feelings are for you..

And another million reasons why I deserve your touch, love & affection..