Not yet...

I can feel it... I know what it is... I jus don't know who to give it to do I keep it to myself... Emotion can't be heard in motionless lips... It's there... Jus outta reach... Yet for some reason I have no use to use it... As good as it feels ready to open up n actually fuckin luv... Mentally there's things that won't end will in the rib... It chuckles moving to the side as if we're playin freeze tag... I jus don't need that kinda cool sittin still with someone who doesn't want me to move... N I'm ok with it... I've had my share of pink slip ons that was an all out war way to fuckin attached... As I curve with the feel of it wantin to think it can jus settle for the comfort... Desires filled with lusts as passion mixes behind my eyes... Bangin out in sex sessions tryin to hold off relations... Friends for life doesn't come over night... N the linger awaits its turn within... Gigglin with words spoken straight to the point... Wants aren't always in time or given... I'm not the one to jus fill a void...