Smother

The Anticipation:

Something disturbed,
Oh how flustered.
With one glance,
I oscillate,
Hopes and dreams,
Oh how I ache.

The Feeling:

So sudden,
Like a dynamic,
Strike of lightening,
So earth shattering,
So supreme.

The Innocent Lust:

Compelling spirit,
Prevailing my every move,
Overruling my ever waking thought,
Unadaptable wails.

The Stance:

Entreaty I can't help but grieve,
A craving beneath, within, all around me,
Something I can't constrain out.

The Ultimatum:

Feelings bind,
Prerequisite to have.

The Extremity:

Weakness for passion.