The clench twisting my soul questioning why I feel the way I feel why I love the way I love why I moan the way I do when you place a part of your soul inside me so sweetly and softly knowing that no intentions of deceit exist yet an emptiness remains knowing that a certain love ceases to exist while I lay in bed every night dreaming of something I can never have feeling so close yet so far from that passionate touch the intense sigh leaving me with tangible substance so beautiful and permanent intangible desire so lonely of something someone else once had that I fail to reach day in and day out I fall too quickly cry to easily and think too hastily uncontrollably never deliberately being just the way it is and fighting so hard to exhaust it from my heart yet failing to remove itself that crave of warmth you don't even have to try to make be because it just is so tender so real almost surreal sparking the sixth sense urging me to run astray pushing me to hide away while my heart spills out questions in anguish trying to find answers to your voice and smile circling in my mind feeling wild and free yet trapped and screened never running before strolling appreciating the spark you place inside me so why all the confusion tension twisting my whole that I shall never know...