Twas the NOW before Xmas

I know all about now.
I want what I want and that would be now.
I want you to want it
I need you to want me like a cheesy song from 1982.

But now that you do...
I don't know where to take it.
Believe me I want to take it,
and I will...but where?

She told me she watched you watching me.
I knew you were there.
I felt every second.
I held your gaze for a flicker under stage lights.

She said you were salivating.
"In fact, he was like a wolf. His teeth were out."

Sitting
staring
salivating
as I
spoke
slowly
sweating
trying not to stumble over
my words as they
threaten to choke me.

I speak the way I do because I see how you are.
I know how this feels.
I feel it now.
I know all about now.

You sit and stare,
salivate
contemplate.
I stand and sway...
dizzy with the heat of your gaze.

I want to do what's taboo
because I know you do too,
and I see where and how but...
not sure about the who,
are you?

I should not be telling you this!
I should not speak it aloud.
But this is what I do 3 days before Christmas
I take the taboo and I run with it.
Say fuck it and have fun with it.

I want what you want: to be happy and sane
one day without tears,
like summer when it rains.
I wish to look up and see you walk in FOR ME.

I want to show Christmas an example:
a shine on a dime
a piece of peace,
a sparkly sample of what should be
what could be
but will never be...

OR maybe
just wait till next year because its only one more week away.