As I hold you in my arms, my heart flutters. My only wish, in the moments that we touch, is that you are mine and not another's.
Yet as we part, my heart droops and wilts until our next embrace. The minutes drift into hours of longing for a brush on the arm or a subtle smile from your beautiful face.
Your touch casts away my troubles, your smile banishes my sadness. Gazing into your eyes, my breath is gone, and I am lost.
I can not find my way back into reality. My thoughts stray from the tangible. I forget my name.
The only thing that matters in that moment, is the connection I sense, holding your hands in mine, peering into your soul through your gorgeous eyes.