IMPULSE

It is an impulse I have,
to be close to you
to be held by you
to be able to touch you.

This impulse I can not hope to control,
to feel you wraped around my frame
carasing my most secret of places
your warm breath upon my face.

The impulse to have you and never let go,
you kiss me with a firey passion
making parts of me tingle with anticipation
I hold you close to me looking into your eyes.

The impulse to feel all of you,
Bodies as close as possible
you take me in pure passion
I cry out in pain and pleasure.

It is an impulse I have,
to be close to you
to be held by you
to be able to touch you.

This impulse becoming even stronger,
bodies intertwined in a passion of love
I cry out you name in pure pleasure
Yoy do the same as I panting heavily.

The impule has dulled but still strong,
I look into your eyes as look look in mine
Our lips meeting in one last loving kiss
and suddenly you have disappeared.

The impluse dead taken when you went,
Where did you go my love
why did you leave me here all alone
I can't find you no matter how hard I look.


It is an impulse I have,
to be close to you
to be held by you
to be able to touch you.

But that impulse dies as the memory of you dies with it.