What am I doing,
Here without her.
My thoughts drift,
Back to that day.
I can feel,
Her pressed against me.
I long for that again.
No matter what I,
Try I cant stop.
I cant stop praying that,
One day she will be mine.
When I hear her voice,
I can only give heed.
I try to forget.
Forget her nails running,
All down my back.
Her teeth gently clamping,
Down on my skin.
Forget the voice,
Of an angel.
I know I showed it.
Forget the look of,
desire that she showed.
I cant sleep my mind,
Wanders back to her face.
My mind says,
"I should quit.
I had my chance now its gone"
I still say,
She will be mine.
I pray to them I,
Serve to get my chance.
A chance to,
Make things right.
I pray.....
As my,
Toughts drift back