How I wish that I could tell you
What all is on my mind,
But I know that if I started,
Incompetence you�d find.
I guess that I�m incapable
Of letting it all go.
I think I am insatiable,
But you might never know.
I know I only want you more
With each and every taste,
But I�m afraid of your response
To my increasing haste.
So I sat back and did allow
Your searching, scorching touch
Even though it made me crazy,
Wanting you so damned much.
I can�t return your bold advance,
At least, I think, not yet.
I can�t go forward with this thing,
Because I can�t forget
How easily you�ve pushed aside
My lust for fear of more.
My feelings bruised, I�ve learned to hide
Before I�m shown the door.
But, oh my God, how much I want
To have a taste of you.
Your touch causes me to melt down,
my mind it does unglue!
I�m torn, you see, by my own fear,
My mind too long to mend.
I won�t go back and forth with you,
All�d be lost in the end.
But, oh my goodness! You are hot
And making me insane!
You send my senses spinning fast...
...I want to play this game.
� Kathee Tschudy, December 2, 1999
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