I look at you br and all I can think br in those moments br (so many br I cannot count) is br 'I shouldn't feel this way. br br 'My heart shouldn't br beat the way it does br for you. br br 'My mind shouldn't br wander to you br in every idle moment br of the day- br Your image haunting br my body br like an erotic wind.” br br But it does, br And l do br and the reality br is that those thoughts br will always be br what they shouldn't.