Don’t tell me  not to do what I am thinking about doing
Because the truth is I have already made up my mind
And not doing what I thought about doing 
will only complicate the situation he and I are pursuing
Pursuing him as I have in the last year
Wanton, and wishing, and waiting, and brewing
This hot cup of the purest ecstasy
Like the touch of his fingers as they caress me
The feel of his body as it joins with me in the hardest, most filling, erect reality
So, what if he used to belong to someone else
In my mind his heart is enamored with only the fantasy that is we
In my dreams we live a life full of love with no war, 
laughter and joy, endless conversation, seasons changing, 
forever our union, manifested our destiny
Don’t tell me not to do what I am thinking about doing
Because the truth is I have already made up my mind
And not doing what I thought about doing 
will only complicate the process well beyond its beginning 
Cause the situation between he and I has no foreseeable ending