I long to be

I relish to be in your arms.
My urge to stare into your eyes, intense

I fancy to watch you till my eyes grow weary.
Knowing that you'll be there when they open.

I lust to have you touch my face,
while you kiss me gently.

My need for you to run your fingers through my hair,
As you whisper softly, diligent

I have a carnal passion to make love with you;
under the stars, in the cool of the night, in the rain,
and as we cuddle under a warm blanket.

My inclination to feel your touch night and day, unbearable