I gaze,I gaze,I gaze and continue gazing.                                                          ­    I look at those red heart shaped lips that I long to kiss.I look at those firm ******* that I long to feel against my chest.I look at that pale skin that I long to caress and pinch.I look at those curvy hips and amazingly tiny waist that I long to hold.I look at those brown eyes that I long to stare deep into.                                                            ­      That is all I can do.Sink deep in my own imagination and fantasies of holding you and kissing you .I try to run away from the pain of only having to imagine,but like a sly thief you come inside my mind and settle there.                           Today...... is.... different,today I am not gazing, today I am not seeing your face,and I don't know how it makes me feel since I don't feel anything,I only see blurs my eyes are no longer getting pleasure from studying you.                  Today I get to see you,........and him.He is holding you in I the places I should.He is getting the privilege of kissing those lips that I keep fantasizing about.                                          Today am standing at a corner and am watching him hold your hips,he is whispering things in your ear,I bet they are nasty,......for I see how you are reacting with pleasure Yes I am starting at your eyes but not in the same proximity as him.                                      I don't know if I am to blame for not making a move,but maybe now I can sleep without an *******.Now I know you can never be mine.I will let the noble man in me take control this time........