fixated

 fixation...

how fixated i am with who u happen to be.

your uncertainty of self, appealing in its naked reveal...your desire bigger

than the reality of the moment.

the challenge of balancing the here with the hope of what could be. 

you reach out like a baby...with eyes forlorn for what they see is not yours to keep

yet...the heart beats hard, desirous to go out and search...

find...and hope...hope for a pocket in time

where all could be possible.

why fixated...?...

for i shall show u that all is possible

and...

even...

though it may not be yours to keep day in and day out...

u will know it.

why fixated...?...

for now, knowing your state of wandering in a desert of presumed unfulfillment

i shall guide u back to all u have forgotten 

...not lost....

slumbering peacefully in hesitant forgetfulness.

u shall swim and dive, with no hindrance or reserve into my

thoughts where moments magical, erotic ...real...

will make u yelp like an innocent and growl like a man hungry...

hungry to re-acquaint yourself with your innermost sensuous sensuality.

erotic will know once more to burn,

find its place back in the very fibre of your being.

and when that road has been travelled

then...

aside i shall step and 

fixated no longer be.

...my wish will have been fulfilled...

RB.