Mind The Stares

Pulse racing
Thoughts of caresses
tracing fingers
down her neck
Eyes wild
with desires
I'm reading you
needing you
I think
Every twist
and turn
sculpted
burns me
Musical notes
emitted
from
a beautiful throat
But
I'm a scumbag
One time lag
No good
do gooder
A checklist
for wrecking
my self
Begins with
chairs
propped against doors
To dispel
kiss and tell
An emotive vagrant
you see
Attempting
to keep at bay
my emotional
tendencies