"young teenage heart"

What I wouldn't give for a taste of love.

Lie still?
I can't.
My body moves with longing,
eyes closed, head back,
voice singing my heart out.
I can't be still.
Like my feet learned to dance
and I'm still trying to learn;
I can only move,
the beat of my heart keeping time.
Oh what I wouldn't give!

Screams in my mouth,
can't you hear the agony?
Can't you hear my heart calling?

I can't be still,
can't be silent.

What I wouldn't give for you.

Loneliness: a fatality.
What I wouldn't give for arms around me,
sweet kisses I could taste,
a heart to hold on to.

Give me love;
I can't stop moving,
can't stop looking.
I'd give you everything.

A young heart?
So call me foolish,
but what I wouldn't give!
Just a taste of that love.

Tearing me apart,
rake my body with a million spears,
but first a single scrap of truth,
just a taste of love.

I can't help moving,
can't help looking,
longing for you.

And how will I know?
Will you love me true?
I can't but wonder;
the frailties of my lost heart.

I can't lie still,
my dreams staging wishes;
I'm just a young heart,
but I see you,
want you.

Our forms swaying,
hearts in hands
in love.

What I wouldn't give!

I can't.
I'll just be moving,
won't be able to keep still,
not until you stop me,
hold me,
keep me,
love me.

My heart will stop,
it won't be mine.
I'll lie still.

I'd give everything.