Ever moving goalposts,
I'm dizzy and directionless.
Shut your mouth and show me
what you want.
Explore me.
Body language leaves
more questions than answers and
my attention is at your beck and call.
I'm reaching a limit, maybe,
and suddenly this is everything.
Intentions on full display,
I'm holding back on account of
future miscalculations.
My body wants
every.
part.
of.
you.
I swear,
there must be something here.
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