To loveis to be
connected,
isn't it?

I'll scoop        
my heart out and
put it in front of him.

watching it.
    I'm satified

double          bind

What's being and
                    what's being done is different.

You've got to touch it.

There is something hot inside my body.

confession

lick the lips, tracing their shape with the tip of your tongue

No matter how much you think of him,
                   he won't feel it.