Make Me Wild

Touch me 
Stroke me 
Know me like a book you reread yearly
My anthers are anxious
Their continuity ensures my eternity
Not a circle but a direct line
To forever
My filaments feel everything
Each breeze
Any sway 
Every effort inertia resists
Baring down and around me
I cannot feel enough
I cannot complete the task
Without the aid of others
Of forces that make me wild
Make me erupt with this elemental lust
Driving me forward
Outward
Caress me
Stimulate my mechanisms as if I am a process
Complete all my steps
Finger me with abandon
I will let loose
I will coat you with my love
I will come 
I will not go back