thoughts of you

thoughts of you make me blush
make my blood rush
to those secret delicate parts of me
then i begin to touch
so delicately
that hidden bud
how i wish i could
resist the urge
and be good
but i’m on the verge
of inevitable release
need that relief
can’t catch my breath
it is bittersweet
this little death
these thoughts of you
i can’t undue
play in my head
these words are true
can’t be unsaid
that thoughts of you take me where
i never dared
to ever go
or ever cared
to ever know
i can almost feel
you enter the
most sacred space
of me
no saving grace
i must admit
i’ll never quit
having thoughts of you