Hulk

No anger triggers what becomes of me
But soft sweet looks-the vision of your face
The thought of lips together-synergy
And suddenly I'm living in a race.

As if I'm stung by some primordial beast
My consciousness gets focused like a beam
Of energy that needs to be released,
As life becomes the very thing I dream.

Afflicted with these thoughts that just evolve
As I can feel my very blood catch fire.
Transformed my heart is left with one resolve...
Absorption of the one who I desire.

So conscious of the pounding in my chest
And swelling where this energy must go,
No choices now exist and there's no rest
As all of this conspires to make me grow.

I wish you would not look and yet you must.
It wants to hide, but part of it is proud
And will not be contained-it's going to bust
The prison walls that held it in a shroud.

I cannot help but scream for what I feel,
You should be scared, for this is wanting you
In ways I know that you would find unreal.
Don't ask me to control the things I do.

Can you receive this energy somehow?
You made this beast; I need to be a man
And only you can make that happen now
By letting me inside you if you can.

My hold on you would finally banish fear.
Experience co-mingled blood that burns.
You won't be sorry that I took you here
Or when you see your loving friend returns.

John H. Bidwell