Holding back my will

Don't know you handsome, tall boy,
when you touched my knee.
Let's see for a tea
or would that already annoy?

Between anger and desire
I am for lust and intuition.
Want to ask my friend for permission
or is that just a new story of me as a liar?

Because your hand doesn't leave my,
My closed eyes need to ask you 'why',
but don't let me alone without your touch,
'cause you'd been right with your answer so much!

Your soul has kissed and touched me with tender,
but don't want to name it love.
Just want to thank you for your little shove.
So, I didn't keep the role of the cold defender.

It's easy and usual to kiss you.
My hands don't want to stop.
Would like to bring you to the top,
but decided to take flight, what is to me quite new.

Just gave you a kiss for goodbye.
Didn't see, I left you in the mood to cry?
Didn't write you any letter,
Please let me make it this time better?