Arms wraped around hers as we lay in bed.
Memories stirr within her head.
But i hold her and love her with all that i can.
Even each soft kiss and touch from my hand.
Infatuation? Lust? Dances in my soul.
Puzzle pieces hoping to become whole.
My mind screaming for answers while the feelings rush out.
The lips upon lips, which my mind burns at the thought.
I wince. I shout.
I hold her tight to tell her she is worth it.
That'll she'll make it. She is beautiful. And I love her for it.
I dare kiss her lips oh the thought burns!
My body winces.
Twists and turns.

And as i awake from my daydream into the darkness of my room.
I sigh and hold myself, to save myself from doom.
It is no surprise that this was a powerful work of art.
The feelings for you that dance in my heart...