Oh, how I yearn to feel,

How I long to know you,

The way your clothes fit you,

The way they embrace you,

Oh, how I yearn,

How I long to hear your story,

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Is it just my lust?

Or is there a thread there to unravel,

A fate demanding to be satisfied,

A story that would echo throughout the ages,

Would the heavens approve?

Has the work been done?

And has the payment been offered?

How much longer must I wait,

To be bound to your fate,

Dammit, just tell me,

Is it fleeting lust,

Just an animal's urgings,

Satisfied with five minutes and a picture of your breasts,

Or would the feelings linger,

Would the yearning continue,

Would I get to know you,

Within me is a beast I know,

But it follows the call of my soul,

And heeds the word of god,

If it is allowed,

Please god, let me satisfy it...