2/24/10

Oh I’ve got that feeling in my stomach

A wanting dire need
Yelling at me
Touch me touch me here
Touch me there
Touch me everywhere

Need and yearning

Internal pressure
Losing my head
Craving any kind of touch
Any kind of connection

Embarrassed
Face beat red
A girl so prim and proper
This has never been explained
This feeling is wrong
Natural yes?
God’s eyes say different

Squirming under his glare

Red face
Trying to hide my need
Thinking of anything else
Can’t get rid of the feeling
Can’t get rid of your image

Taught that any happiness is wrong

Any need is the work of the devil
Desire, need, yearning
I can’t help what I feel
I wouldn’t want a god who looked down on that