Honestly, I Don't Really Know

Guilt

It racks my body
For thinking those thoughts
And feeling those feelings
About you

Yet when I close my eyes
I picture you
Feel the heat of your body
A trace of your fingers

And when I see you
I catch myself looking
And thinking about
How it would feel

Guilt, for the way
My eyes linger on your lips
And I get closer than necessary
For a glimpse of us

Guilt, for the dreams
Where I can feel your skin
And I wake up and wish
It was true

Guilt for the thoughts,
The feelings, the dreams,
The stares, and the want
That I feel looking at you

Guilt