Strange Voices.
Steven Steven! Put yourself together Stop drooling profusely She's Beautiful We all can see that No one is that blind to disagree But this isn't the right way. Strange thoughts forming in my soul. Get off me. Eyes should never be taking off her A momentarily blink A slight shift in glance And *Perfection* would be lost. Am trapped. For once in my life I have no intention of breaking free. Let me bask in your presence Miss Fill my eyes to the brim Till I can take no more. You all I want A touch of your lips, Fingers running through your hair Steamy hands parting those thighs What more can I wish for. But wait a minute, What is this? whispers caressing my Ears Strange voices urging me up Steven Steven! Wake up you Fool You dreaming again Keep Stealing Shakespeare's journals You never getting her with that A thousand words spoken A million writeups spilled And you not an inch closer...