LOOK


I

I swear, I will never

be able to complete a sentence

with you looking at me like that.

With that gaze

of promise

with that

look.


Look,

I don't know what to do.

Everytime I'm near

all I want is to touch you.

And you don't do enough to prevent it.

Help me.

I can't stop myself

please.


Pleasing you

is all that comes into my mind

these days

when you're around

and, dammit

I have things to do.

Activities I must complete

besides satisfying you.

So if you could simply

wipe that gleam from your eye

then I

I...


I was saying something

wasn't I?

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