My latest love-lust story is a piece I wrote because I grew something I can’t define for someone I can’t define. 

This is written like an essay and a poem. You sure will understand it. (Hit me up in the comments section if you do  not get it.)

Prelude

I love you but I don’t want to fall in love with you

I can’t explain it, but I think I am dead in it.

What I feel for you sometimes goes beyond logic

You make me wonder always about how much

How much I long to be with someone

Who constantly and annoyingly incites and excites my mind

The brain is the most sexual organ

So any emotions may trigger a sexual urge

Let’s take a step away

But I am scared I may long for long

I can’t tell

I love you, but

I can’t fall in love with…