Fantasizing again

Words can't begin to describe
the thoughts of you that run relays in my mind
and that feeling I get when your physique runs across my eyes
and infiltrates my heart and trickles down my spine.
Your eyes, your lips, your smile, your mind
your skin tone, personality, your poetry and your small WAISTLINE
I shouldn't have to go any further to get my point across
but then again I can't cause we're friends
and that's a line I'm afraid to cross
Yo', you have to understand, that despite my lust,
I actually care for you
and I don't want you to think that a peice of meat
is what I think of you
It's just that if I hadn't gotten to know you a little
I never would've felt this desire that I have for you
why couldn't you just be an ugly duckling inside and out?
So that way when I talk to you and look at you my thoughts won't trigger an uprising down south
But no you just haaaad to be sweet, smart, sexy, beautiful, talented, and classy, must I go on?
I haven't even heard you SPEAK, yet your voice alone could become the music to my favorite song
but in my mind, all I hear is your moans, the instrumental your lyrics repeating my name all night long.
I need NOT to express to you that my sexual attraction is strong
and no matter how right I want it to be, still it don't change the fact that it's wrong.
I'm afraid to meet you personally cause I'm attracted to you mentally, physically, sexually, socially, genrally
I'm attracted in every aspect as a MAN to a WOMAN should be...
Naturally!
See, I can't shake your hand cause I won't wanna let go
I can't touch or hug you cause it might make me swell down below
I can't talk to you without telling the mind of my second head, "NO!"
I don't know if meeting you would test the hell outta my self control.
Cause I don't think you know, just how... (sigh) I'm sorry
I mean, the worst that could happen is that you'd say no to me
but then again I don't know, what if you actually feel the same for me?
I mean we talkin bout an hour or so of my sexual intensity
driving into you deeply at the meeting of your thighs, with us between the sheets
but once again I apologize, I'm sorry,
cause I don't know where you stand sexually, and meeting you would only be a tease
but if we share such a special experience to the end
we're looking at a number of possibilities.
A wedding ring, a life of you and me, kids, a family
Or the the possibility I fear, us no longer speaking.
I don't want to lose you as a friend unless it meant gaining you as someone much more to spend my forever with until the end
But other than that, I'm sorry, there I go fantasizing again.