Missing you is an ache inside
A bruise that needs to be soothed.
I kissed you, and can never now erase
The imprint of your lips upon mine,
The playful nipping of your teeth.
My hands tightened around your neck
And yours, trembling, entangled in my hair.
Happily devoured, wholly consumed,
It is my turn to hunger
For your tender, loving touch.
Sweet, sweet, your breath upon my cheek,
Your hand in mine, subtle heat conveyed from palm to palm
And the fiercer burning at the heart,
A branding, a burning; I am yours.
You pulled me to your chest.  
And I wept, I wept as you left
Made sure you didn’t see
What you felt, and shared
As you wept too, despair at leaving me.