The Unraveling

I dream about you when I'm awake;

the intensity of your eyes; the curve of your smile.

You bring me to the edge and back again

with every lingering look of desire.

You unravel me.

Some days I wish I could cover this distance

with the swiftness of a coursing river,

swelling and crashing upon your shore.

I long to trace the contours of you;

To familiarize myself with every angle every aspect of your being.

If this longing does not wish to subside

I fear these mighty winds might blow me away.

I must stop and catch my breath,

the little bit that remains