Innocent

Innocent

Do you know the effect you have?

How you send rushes through?

But heading two ways,

My mind's a daze,

I don't know what to do.

Oh, sweet, young thing, a babe in arms,

Naive, too young, too new,

You make me feel,

To care, protect,

And shelter life from you.

But then, again, I look at you,

My blood pumps hard about,

I want your body,

Make love with you,

Of that there is no doubt.

You stimulate my need to give,

I long to pleasure you,

To make you come,

With my desire,

Oh how I'd do for you.

Time passes though, night turns to day,

I watch you sleep alone,

Temptation turns,

And care returns,

These extremes I've never known.

Suffice to say, It seems unfair

I fancy you so much,

I can't be sure,

If I've the strength,

To look, but ne'er to touch.