Crushin

he doesn't notice me
staring at him
needs open
desires inflamed
by midnight dreams.
he doesn't realize 
that his naked words
lay me bare
speaking to my chocolate
addiction.
unwrapped by
wishes-thinking
fingers-yearning
softness-yielding
as his not-knowing
slides deep inside me.
but he doesn't notice me
high school crushin
but woman wantin
the hell outta him.
so I just stand there
starinwantinneedintouchin
him
in silence.