Heart racing , throbbing wet, thoughts swirling through my head. Will the fantasy ever be enough? If I had to go on continuing to run through these vibrant fantasies if I never have more than a fantasy could I go on? The looks... the glances .. thoughts racing through my head desiring just one touch , just one kiss, stealing one more second with each hug goodbye. What does it all mean? Will I just continuing to be unable to act? I waited years hoping one day to have an opportunity ... just one .. to wrap my legs around him and feel him deep inside me, to run my nails up and down his back, moaning screaming with pleasure and shivering with release. And now is the torture greater? Being inches away knowing what we both want but unable to act? Feeling like this terrible temptress but knowing I can give him every fantasy his heart desires am I wrong to wish, hope and dream of what may never be? |