Stalker or Lover

A person possessed by desire comes very close to . . . well you call it for yourself. Love or hate. The first letters spell IM not a maniac OK but is it true just because in the end of it guilt won?

I could not sleep for the longing held me strong
My body was blazing, my soul alone so alone,
No one ever was this alone for long
Or they would have been beyond me unable to moan
The need for you defied reasoning about
As I tried to think the feelings destroyed my will
More over every thought went the same route
A power stranger than any I had known until . . .
Need I say what it was that happened next?
I caressed my pillow and kissed its plain white face
A thrill it was at first until I perplexed
Caught myself driving toward your private place . . .
Overpowered by guilt I sunk in my seat
Knowing how close I had come to attacking you my sweet.

Reviews

[Franky]

This is powerful in it's form. I wasn't expecting the ending.

[Twizzler]

Thrilling read...I liked it a lot.

[UC Poika]

Thank you ever so much.