Begging for your attention.
Starving for your love.
Sobbing for your happiness.
Thirsting for your lust.
Lascivious is your body.
Butterflies!
Gaze into our souls.
Chest is tight!
Reach out to grab hands!
We touch!
Souls are now intertwined.
We consummate!
Breathe!
Dougie Fresh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soul-mate-51/
