It's the dark little thoughts
Hidden from myself
That I struggle with
I know they're of you
Lurking, brooding
I feel their fire inside
They reach for you
When you walk by
Willing my arms to move
Thoughtless actions
Not without intent
Just thought
Because
The only thought
There is room for
Is of you
Your hands on my face
Your eyes rolled back
Your wetness beneath me
Your breath in my ear
Your heart in my hand