riveting
oh yes
the very thought of you
swirls around the yearn
which lights the low flame
and slowly but oh so steadily
I begin to burn
fever pitch takes control
whatever in me it is that you
are able to harness
for such a lovely yoke
know that I indeed fidget and ache
wreathing for the pleasure
to give back to you
all that you've stole
some ten fold
focused on
each our own private yearning's sakes
the place of our soon meeting
awaits to be set on fire...........
( written May 7, 2007 4pm)