Sweet Relief, Is Not In Sight

Your sweet embrace, i do so inquire...

Your gentle lips upon my bare neck,

Your lusious aroma, drifting ever so nicely around our pressing bodies,

Desire, emmiting through your every move, passion deep in your eyes,

My lips brush from your defined jaw bone, to your collar.

You slowly lift my chin, turning it to the side,

And falsely whisper you love me...

Little do you know, that I know, the feelings are one sided..

Im not marriage material, you so bluntly put it..

Not to be seen in respectable company....

You say i fascinate you,

Your full attention i do entrust....

No girl could ever appease your happiness as i do...

Tell me, why must i remain your dirty secret then?

Your fiance enjoys your presence, your love, your care,

But you say you could never love her as you love me...

Its image you say..

What is it, thats wrong with me?

Try i shall, to transform myself into your ideal bride..

But i still cant see the major flaws that keep you from being mine...

You tell me im intelligent, beautiful, special, amazing...

Is that not good enough?

What else do you need?

Why must i continue to jump through hoops, only to be stranded in the land of disappointed desire afterwards?

I try to walk away...

I try to find love elsewhere,

But i constantly find myself running back to you...

Let me free from this constant heart throb,

If its the only thing you do for me,

Let me free..