why do I have to wait
so long for your touch
your caress
the moments after you enter me, claim me
the bliss I feel, the emptiness of pain in my soul, the silence
those last for hours, hours of bliss and warmth and smiles
as your touch begins to fade, as the lingering whisper of your lips and breath of your touch leaves my flesh I once again feel fire
I feel burning, all through my flesh — inside my brain
my brain is on fire and I can't stop it
day by day, hour by hour without you it gets worse
until you touch me again,
with your frost-laced fingers, with your soothing embraces and feather light kisses
you touch me, become me, you set me afire in the best possible way while my soul lays numb and burning
I miss you every day.
I miss you every second we spend apart.
