so close

 he keeps me up at night. with talk of love and hate.

darkness in his eyes, heat in his heart, and lust on his lips.

his hand brushes my chest and as he speaks  my month can't bear to  fathom words

I want him to   kiss me, to give me more that a touch. I want him to read my mind

and tell me he wants it to. But what can I do  he so far yet so close I can submerge myself

in he embrace, so close he breathe become my breathe, so close my heart can't contain itself

in my body

so close yet far a way.