i want to see you...

I Want To See You

I want to see you.
I miss you now.
I want to take my arm and press my hand in your back.
You are so warm and generous.
I want to see your eyes rise to meet mine in a rush.
You can catch me with a glance.
I want to be pressed against your breasts when your pulse quickens.
Here I am where you want me.
I want to feel you inhale while I breathe in your ear.
Do you trust yourself?
I want to hold you and then relax
And then sense you fill in the space.
I want to breathe in your hair, find myself being there.
If I could be you, I would sigh.
If I pass the point where I could choose to do anything;
But caress your hair between my fingers,
Stroke your shoulder,
Press your thighs,
And confess with every muscle in my body
That my soul belongs to you.
It would be so that you want to, could gather me inside.
I will fill your arms when you feel the tide
Has reached its crest and my soul is upon your shore
And you can feel my heart upon your breast.
I still want to feel the strands of your hair curl around my fingers.

This isnÕt over.
My lips are pressed against yours.
My eyes are closed but it is simply my prayer.
I want to see you.

-Jerry Tenney