How Can We Go On
Silence as my passion growsWanting something we’ve never sharedDesire for words you’ll never speakAnd will we drift apartI am so scaredWould it be a pressure?Am I pushing too hard?Too fast?Tell me somethingI can’t help but think…My mind wanderingWhen you caress my handsWhen you brush my legsYour comments Your words…You… mixed signalsOr me… misinterpretationI’m not sureMy mind is clouded by passionSuch feelings that sizzleSuch a fire in my bodyA desire all too hard to repressYet you have your opinions…And sometimes they hurtBut I still love youAnd you tease meThere is no subtle way into you…Yet no way for me to speak such thoughts… No way to communicateThis feeling that burns at my dreams at nightAnd how many timesHave I awoke To such fantasies to make one ill on pleasureAnd how am I supposed The keep this all locked inBottled up in the depths of my psycheHow am I supposed to cope?I don’t want to ever have to leaveI want to remainIn these armsIn your heartTo hear your breathYour heart breatheTo feel the heat of your soul radiating…Penetrating…Warming me to the coreBut how would I know how you feelIf you even feel the sameAnd how would you know the sameOf meIf we cannot speakIf we cannot articulate to our loveOf our loveHow could we possibly go on? Written May 1st, 2001 © on Nov 03 2001 12:19 AM PST 0 • 8
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"Silence as my passion growsWanting something we’ve never sharedDesire for words you’ll never speakAnd will we drift apartI am so scaredWould it be a pressure?Am I pushing too hard?Too fast?Tell me somethingI can’t help but think…My mind wanderingWhen you caress my handsWhen you brush my legsYour comments Your words…You… mixed signalsOr me… misinterpretationI’m not sureMy mind is clouded by passionSuch feelings that sizzleSuch a fire in my bodyA desire all too hard to repressYet you have your opinions…And sometimes they hurtBut I still love youAnd you tease meThere is no subtle way into you…Yet no way for me to speak such thoughts… No way to communicateThis feeling that burns at my dreams at nightAnd how many timesHave I awoke To such fantasies to make one ill on pleasureAnd how am I supposed The keep this all locked inBottled up in the depths of my psycheHow am I supposed to cope?I don’t want to ever have to leaveI want to remainIn these armsIn your heartTo hear your breathYour heart breatheTo feel the heat of your soul radiating…Penetrating…Warming me to the coreBut how would I know how you feelIf you even feel the sameAnd how would you know the sameOf meIf we cannot speakIf we cannot articulate to our loveOf our loveHow could we possibly go on?..."