I'd Pass Without You
The richest source for Body Language begins with me
perspiration. I am your familiar Trepidation as if your body were to Bleed, Pure Liquid Sensation, when the Tension intrudes without Suspension.
This feeling to have when you glance my way, such a feeling to have that won't ease away.
When I'm around you, gorgeous, this embarrassing state begins.
My Blood begins to boil,
giving off Steam,
arising from my Body.
I reach for the rail that will sustain my balance,
but as soon as I do,
my grasp becomes unbalanced;
I descend flat onto the solid, surface;
I break out of Gravity's Power supporting myself,
as you stride towards me.
This expressive part of my anatomy is covered in wetness,
dripping red in front of me,
leaving stains of Droplets for everyone to see.
Creeping down upon my Skin is the way you seem to be.
My Lover caresses the two major Transversal Lines that are known to subsist.
You scrutinize my wrist, open up my fists;
Examine them both closely to translate my emotions.
I make your Skin grow Damp, turn Cold, and Command your hands to Shake as if they had grown old.
I rub them together, but the heat just makes it worse, feeling even Clammier then before.
why you to me?