The joy of your touch leaves me breathless
Your warm air leaves me gasping
The ecstasy of your presence leaves me high
Yet now you are gone
I'm left alone in a cold room
No warmth to embrace
Though the thought of you still leaves me stupid high
My mind is making up for you
All of our wasted
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
I imagine your
Touch
Breath
and
Love  
Then I am back in the moment when I am wrapped in your love
Safe
Warm
and
Loved