Both

             I want you

four strong male hands stroking my body

             I see you

eyes full of passion, eyes full of caution

             I feel you

fingers down my spine so distinct from hands gripping my wrist

             I need you

forever haunted by not taking that last step

             I hear you

twin growls against my skin and the harmony of three pounding hearts

             I taste you

exotic wine and spiced cider blending on my tongue

              I trust you

three of us lost in the moment until three became two

              I miss you

we could have sought a balance in three

              I love you

why did I not say stay