Am I A Good Guy……?
As I see you in tears, it makes me want to cry.
As I feel your pain, inside I die
One day you will let me help you, trust me enough, but with what you have been through, I know that will be tough
I see your thoughts, heart and mind, so beautiful and sexy are you, yet also so kind.
Where have you been all my life, I so want to shout, because you are so wonderful you bring this part of me out.
So torn am I, as I sit here and ponder all of this. As you bring poetry to my heart. Yet I also see what so many others do, that which is the part that makes me desire you, as a man does a woman.
Am I a good guy, it feels not so. I rage inside, just for a kiss of your sensual lips. No longer are they just those of a friend, they have become larger, so much more. I long to feel them upon mine.
So torn am I, am I a good guy…..
I lay here awake, sometimes in the middle of the night. I gasp at the thought of seeing your body, your breast so firm, and your skin so tight. I wish to caress you, slowly, melding my hands with every inch of you.
Your warmth, so near me, and yet I am torn. I want so badly to kiss your lips, yet my mind wonders as there have become so many places I want to kiss and lick. And yes I am torn, because I don’t want to be like every other guy, just some other dick.
Please do not fear to be my friend, as I am torn with these thought, I will always be there for YOU in the end.
