Reply To His Poem From The Last Time We Saw Each Other

I want to call you.... I want to text you.... I want to meet you.... I want to eat you.... I want to grab you.... I want to have my way with you.... I want to scratch you..... I want to smash you.... I want to hide you.... ....while I ride you.... I want to keep you.... I want to sleep with you.... I want to drown in you.... I want to go down on you.... I need to have you.... I need to love you.... I need to own you.... Please let me call you....

Hmph.

A plague of merciless feelings and an assault of random thoughts.... A tempermental heart in need of control.... A body with urges so fierce, missing the warmth of your soul's fire. I lasso my mind and try to reign it in, but it pulls me away to thoughts of you. I fight varying aspects of myself, unable to maintain the grip on reality that I have learned and accepted. I watch myself with shame burn for you in desire's merciless flame.