How do you feel about me, compared to her,

You kiss me, touch me, does she receive the welcome presence of your hands as well?

You let me go down on you, did she do the same?

Although you have more in common with her than me,

And though you kissed me four hours after we met,

I can't distinguish who you are interested in,

Information is not easy to come by about you,

You don't speak about your love life to many,

When you see me, how do you feel?

Am I around you too often, are you annoyed?

I have yeard you like your sex, but to me you are in no hurry,

I'm willing, waiting, but I won't push any longer,

The first move is yours to make, I can't force it,

That would be too hollow a victory,

I wait, I listen, hoping to catch hold of a hint,

Do I lust for the unattainable, or is it love,

I wish your input could help me with this decision,

But I know that will not happen,

How will I learn the workings of your heart,

Without direct experience,

Without knowing your thoughts,

But I'm not telepathic,

So all I har are your words,

Please say the words I wish to hear,

I shan't beg, just wait, hope, etc.,

For some insight into your mind.

- By Jessica Holder (aka Christine Connla)