Longing

A look of longing can be seen in my eyes,
Longing to see you, to touch you and hold you.
Not a minute has passed that I don't think of you,
Wondering if you're thinking of me as well.

As days turn to nights, I long for you next to me,
Wanting to feel you as you caress me.
Quivering in your arms once you do touch me,
Never wanting you to let me go.

Nights full of warm and cozy thoughts,
Of you beside me sleeping.
I open my eyes and turn to smile at you,
Only to caress my pillow.