Substance of my attaction

Something is taking place.
Your innnocent regard is cruelly charming to me now.
To stroke your cheek is something I do not dare.
Irregular meters beat between your heart and mine.
My longing for you grows full but time's emptied me.
This lust is most forbidden yet it's irresistible.
Afraid of these awakening desires, I stays hidden.
Hidden from you.....but you don't realise it.
I'm afraid to experience this unquenchable desire.
All along it's been for her.....
She had her will of me and she will not let my struggling spirit in itself be free.