Inappropriate Lust

To want it
So much it shakes my insides, craving more with each thought.

To hate it
Desperately enought to hate myself for wanting it. When does the point of desire become enough to steer clear of total destructive actions?

He feels
The heat of my longing, my lust.

He knows
And recognizes the fire in my eyes. The willingness in my body language.

So mysterious
And untouchable is where the desire stems from.

So immoral
And wrong is the reason she fears him. Fears herself.

She questions
Her morals and values at this moment.

She wonders
If they will be enough to do the right thing.