Fight

You are my fantasy,
My erotic thoughts  revolve around you.
I constantly  fight to tame them, it frightens me
that one day they will conquer me and make me act upon them.

For now, I only get the delight of your smile
The tenderness of your voice,  and the energy
You emit, it turns me on, and calms me down.
I long for your touch, for your kiss, for you.

Constant fight against those feelings, because I've been denied of yours.

Questions & Answers

Question:
    What type of girl do you like?

Answer:
Hot ones. The ones that even I, consider to be hot ones.
Those ultra feminine, with perfect hair and perfect make up, and slim bodies.
With a tiny waist.

Questions: like her?
Girl on her 20s  enters, her waist is so  tiny, that her clothes look bigger on her,  small breast, perfectly blonde bleached hair, all in it's place. She has a precious  face, and a little tan. Clear eyes.

What I see,
Girl on her 20s, super tiny waist, with perfectly applied make up, bronzer tone of make up too. Small breasts, over sized clothes, Eyebrows drawn, they look good, but  the eyes are interesting, her contact lenses where somewhere between green and blue, not sure if her eye lashes are hers naturally, or hers because she purchase them o  the store, I don't remember, and I do t want to remember. Mostly the reason I don't  remember  it's because I got distracted by 2 things. Her large acrylic  nails,  those made me self conscious about mine, that are so terribly  cared for, in fact, I still had green nail polish  from the previous day. 
And You.
You paced, you knocked stuff down, you where acting so nervous, you even stood by her side a few times.
I understood then.
You were experiencing a crazy attraction towards her, towards her femininity, her  fragile looking body.
You were so nervous that your brain stoped functioning properly for those 5 minutes of my interaction.
No wonder you let me step in, to talk to  her instead.

Question:
How did I felt?
Intrigued by  your reactions  and ugly, I was physically overshadowed  by all that beauty.
All that together, tired me.
It's too much to be so calm and  collected on the outside While experiencing storms in the inside.
No, I was not jealous of  her, or your reactions.
I was intrigued by all.
I was also sad, since I am not interested on such things like make up, and countoring and fake eye colors and  fake nails, and fake hair color.
But I do wish to look like that too. I am torned apart.

Question:
What about natural beauty?
Well, I a, not as attractive  for you, so that is also a downside of things.
What about personality?  Perhaps you  like it a little,  but it's not enough for you to desire me as a woman.

Question:
How was your ex girlfriend?
Was she, as femenine as her?  Or a total disaster like me?  I am still curious.

Answer:
I haven't asked you, I rather you volunteer that information instead, but I am, getting closer  to desperation to know so that I can learn, what type of woman you really like.

Popsicle

Don't pretend you don't want to.
Because I know you do.
You've been  making yourself present.
And looking  for excuses to touch me.
A soft pat, a teasing  hand brushing my skin
grasping an object from me.
It makes me want more.
The caress is intoxicating, and I can only think
Of your sweet gentle touch, and your hands exporing my body.

Do (n't) want

I want to tease you,
I want to thrill your mind
And make you mine.

But quickly you place me back
To where you think I should belong.
I am wondering, am I wrong? Or are you?

What is it?

 What are you  looking for?
Would you ever find It?
Would you find it in me?

What are you looking for?
Do I have it?
Tell me, I can't continue with the uncertainty...

Gravity

  Pull me in, with your gravity,
Push me away again.
I'll keep resisting from the outside
While burning inside.
This zenith will break my sanity,
Your love is restricted.
Whatever you can give, I'll take.