to wrap you around me
like a hand-made quilt,
to feel your breath
cradling my neck, and
the rise
and fall
and rise
and fall
of your chest...

Longing to feel you
seeing me, smiling at me,
feeding me (with your
kisses), caressing me,
holding me—don't let me go...

Longing to awake
to the sound of
your arms whispering,
you are mine...