Perhaps it was
ina blink of those eyes
or maybe,
the way he softly carresed his hair
or the way
he sipped coffee
while we talked of galaxies and outer space
Or maybe,
it was in those discussions
little quirks
shy glances
or incomplete, unwanted goodbyes.
Maybe.
Maybe in nothing at all.
Maybe it was all just in my mind.
Maybe it was in the way
his eyes spoke what lips couldn't
or maybe they said nothing at all
Maybe that is how it always happens
we see what we want to see
we hear what we wish to hear
we feel what we desire to feel
we think because we crave love
but maybe,
it was there.
It was right there.
Maybe, I should have held his hand
when he reached out for mine.
Maybe.
Just maybe.
Who knows?

I crave for your body,
pushed against my own,
your kisses down my neck,
the whispers in my ears,
the passion we create,
through our simple,solid actions,

I crave for your body,
hot,wild and ready,
resisting my temptations,
driving me insane,

I crave for your body,
Eager,willing and curious,
The night ahead our fantasies to be fulfilled

I crave for your body,
****, luscious and curvy,
One I only imagine,
my adventurous side to unwind with,

I crave for your body,
with mine all night,
loving and lusting,
bringing our deepest images to life.