i want to call you
but my dialing finger is caught
in webs of mental confusion

i want to see you
but i am blinded
by views of moral suspicion

i want to touch you
but my hands are bound
by ropes of lubricious mistrust

i want to feel you
but my body is mired
by needs of wanton play

i want to love you
buy my emotions are trapped
in thoughts of ardent distrust

Savannah Churchill

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-want-4/