Trouble

I can't believe how bad it got, what am I gonna do?
All I can think of is how bad I got this thing for you..
All I am seeing is how I want to be with you,
In front of you, next to you, under you, over you.
I can't believe I'm laying here thinking about this,
 Your breath in my ear, your fingertips on my lips...
My fingers in fists on the sheets with my arched back,
Ready for this attack... ready for this enough...
This isn't 'bout love....
But with your hands in my pants,
My thighs on the rise.. what am I going to do..
Now that I have to wait to get on top of you.