Pleasing You

You speak of your fears,

from smallest to big.

You're fighting your tears, 

the deeper you dig.

You tell me your dreams, 

the many that you have,

but your eyes are so dim;

you don't believe in yourself enough.

I see your inside—

the constant battles you face—

some with others,

but mostly with yourself. 

You turn your heavy eyes

from the sky to me, 

and what I see in them 

is a man who never got to be.

Never got to be loved

in the way he deserves;

was never observed, 

quite like he observes.

I lay a gentle kiss

that I hope would fix it all.

A momentary bliss

to ease your constant fall. 

I trace my fingers on you,

to try to spread my love

all across your body,

from below to above.

I notice the tears building;

your eyes are now so deep.

You're lost under your feelings—

we take the risk and leap.

We pull each other closer, 

but it's never close enough. 

Our bodies are taking over

to drown all of what's tough. 

Your hands surround my waist,

my hands take hold of you.

You lean to get a taste;

this is a dance for two.

I see the fears you had

are no longer taking over. 

You're not upset or sad, 

for the moment you're a lover. 

Your eyes are now filled

with pleasure, instead. 

The demons are not killed

but they're not being fed.

I listen to your whispers,

of what you want, and need, and feel.

I want to make it happen,

another layer of you to peel. 

The whispers are getting louder—

you're passionate and warm.

We give up all our power,

into each other's form.

Your lips are burning,

our worlds are turning.

Your hands against me,

we both are yearning. 

You grab me closer, 

you turn me around, 

you gather my hair 

and hold it in your hand. 

You're a different man,

no longer worried or scared. 

This is how I can 

show you that I cared.

I see the pleasure on your face,

and I know that I'm the cause.

I want to satisfy you in all the ways,

and love all of your flaws. 

When I hear your moaning, 

and I know it's because of me,

I see our bodies flowing, 

we're both so young and free. 

I just want to please you,

so you can know your worth,

so you can stop feeling 

like the man who never was.