Frustrated; my mind unreeling
How my soul craves the feeling
My very blood rushes, coursing.
Flesh burning, crawling, scorching.
To be desired, felt, and held
Fingers whispering all words withheld
All before believed fictitious
Reality found between these kisses
The sweet peace of after thought
My breath gone; all of it you sought
My eyes only into yours, do stare
Even in my dreams, eternally, I swear