to Tee~~

Who could have told me about You,
that power You weild so well.
So complete and yet so true,
You twist me between Heaven and Hell.

My body craves Your touch,
my mind seeks Your intelligence and wit.
My soul begs to be tightly clutched,
The complete girl within wanting to submit.

Do we call it adoration, love, hunger or lust,
or it could be compaasion, need or care.
Perhaps it is all and more within, ready to combust,
And all that I ask for is each of us to honestly share.

The true giving of oneself to another,
asking only for as much as the other is willing to give.
I willingly abstain then to give what is Yours to any other,
Each moment etched in memory, able at whim to relive.

You draw the primal side of me out,
That electricty that flows between us to ensnare.
My body soaking up everything You give as if in a drought,
So deep and magnetic, it should trumpet with a flare.

Give to me and I will not seek,
more then You are willing to give to me.
Just understand that I am not weak,
that with each turn of the day, You are what matters to me, Tee.