The closer you get.

To feel the weakness of temptation when you come as close as you do. Standing in the middle of defenses falling upon the ground to be soothed. To lose control of the will of strength to tell you no. Bcuz self isn’t on point when you turn and go. The overwhelming rush consumes the heart that is determined to play. Passion awakens by the mere glimpse of your charm wanting to stay. As the mind tries to comprehend why a want needs you around. As life is better when I hear you speak your sound. With whispers that cater to the details I possess. Sacred you’ve lingered within to contents of thy chest. So how can I ever be the same if we ever touch? What will become of me if the other side fails at luv? I guess there’s a fear in my desires that craves to open up to you. Without hesitation it sighs as I admit my truths. Emotion isn’t a friend of mine so I refuse to show my intent. But if it were known, would you truly repent? To the secrets that play upon your tongue. As words dance in a verbal awareness unto our bodies that become flush. To last in the nude where a single moment  is yet to ignite a fire. But I don’t wanna burn, I just wanna watch you live before my eyes for to be admired. This captivating trans I’ve fallen into has a firm grip on me. As gentle as your hands can hold mine I come to live in this dream. Quietly committing to the curiosities that turn through my thoughts. As they intensify the closer you come to me trapped in a pause. In awe to how you move in my direction. The walk, the stance, the motion. I can’t help but to zoom in to the depths you hide. Worst case scenario is you pass me by. Maybe giving a lil time until you’re on your way to where you belong. And if it were we’re even brief enough for us to coexist, would that be so wrong? Could it ruin the chances of any other by you getting closer to my kinks. The pleasure I seek is before my eyes as you disrupt the way I breathe. My pulse spikes the closer you come. But what comes after you I know would be numb. A void that might just last a lil too long. So my silence protects this erotic fantasy from ever becoming our song. So I don’t hurt you and you don’t end me. Although I’ve seen what we could be. The beauty of the images that flow in daydreams eases worth into visions never to partake in realities presence. Bcuz someone like you is a different type of essence. A comfort not yet known. A purpose to a structure to become a home. It’s the closer you get that is the further I wanna go. To see how far we get until we reach the unknown. Turning hopes into uses that have more meaning than pet names spoken out loud. Just don’t come any closer if I’m not what you’re going to allow…