Crave

~jennifer a.

i catch a glimpse of you in that look he gave me
i search his eyes longing to find you there

i can almost sense your touch in that deep embrace
i want to get lost in his arms; let myself melt into him

i can almost feel your heart beating through his chest
and onto mine
my heart beats out its Morse code…searching for your reply

i am almost intoxicated by his scent—soap, deodorant, heat
i want to breath in deep, to fill myself with you

but he is not you

and so i hold myself back

i break the gaze
i push out of his arms
i step back
i exhale

i wait.

and i crave.

i crave the touch of your face against mine
the feel of my fingers through your hair
the warmth of your breath on my ear
the strength of your arms around me
the electricity of your hand in mine
the thrill of your body close to mine
the comfort of your chest against me
the softness of your lips on mine
the taste of your skin under my tongue
the ecstasy of you inside me