Friday, October 08, 2010

The World is Not Enough

When he's away, I want to text him, call him, IM him, see him

When I'm around him I just want to get closer, to touch his hand or his face, play with his hair... to brush his arms or legs

When that happens, I want a little more. I want to kiss his lips, to be wrapped up in his embrace, to feel his skin upon mine, to cuddle and be completely entwined

When that happens, it's not enough. He takes his fingers and traces my arm. My blood responds to him, moving with his touch, back and forth, his movements controlling my body... my body wants more, I want more

I want to turn in to everything and nothing, blend in to him, explode in to a thousand molecules and melt in to each other

Maybe then, just maybe it would be enough