Sexual Tensions

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The windows of the soul

They are so succumbing

To the building urge to

Dart across to the being

Who has caused a rackus

Within you, within your mind

It is inevitable that eventually

You surrender, surrender to

The bottling up of intensity

For the eyes always follows

What the heart wants and

Right now, it wants him/her

Bam! It's like you've been forcefully

Overdosed with digoxin alone

Your heart races instantly while

The mind thinks of just how

It would feel like to kiss him/her

Darn it, those fine arms appearing

Veiny in all the right places

Sends you tripping over yourself

In silent motion of course

You get up, only to gaze upon

His beautiful broadness in display

Such breath-taking perfection makes

A blush rush up your cheeks

You bend your head down to hide it

Like a bear cowering over its young

This brings an end to the reign of

Nervousness, awkward's companion

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