Frustration

I want you, I want you, I want you so much. You would not believe how I long for your touch. I can't help myself, I'm completely obsessed By the thought of your glorious body undressed. I swoon at your voice, when I see you I blush. What is it about you that gives me this crush? My head's full of daydreams, provoking my lust, And plans for your conquest; for have you, I must! I'll practise seduction, use all of my charms, And end this frustration, one night, in your arms.