When You are Here

When You are Here, When You are Near

"Your hands, your eyes,
     Your smiles, my sighs..."

     If you only knew what goes thru my mind when you are here, when you are near.  I did not know how forceful an attraction could be until I met you.  You drive me, my most primitive thoughts, feelings... to the edge and over.  Electricity courses thru my limbs and waves of longing thru my most private parts.  You have me on a ride of sexual frustration, stimulation and tribulation.  My highs when you are near me, my lows when you leave.  I'm nervous and unsettled when around you.  I look at your hands and they are a constant reminder of the tenderness with which you once touched me.  Your arms, with a strength in which you once held me and your body...oh your body, a well built machine that moved over me, with me, inside me.  A powerful force that has brought me to tears of pleasure and heights I could never imagine.  To remember the way you fit me is like my own private hell and to dream of you and the pleasure you bring is only the plunge into that fiery place that I'd gladly take if only to feel it once more.  
     I don't know if you can feel the way my eyes eat at you when you aren't aware or the way my body charges when you walk into a room... and when you look at me, I want to just close my eyes and put my lips to yours and savor the sweet oblivion of my wanting which will start the course of events that will lead me to having you.  Even the simple acts of you sitting or standing make me long to get near you and be next to the warmth of your body.  
     Seeing your love for our newborn daughter creates the deepest longing of love, the strongest craving of affection and the deepest sense of belonging.  To see your resting face next to hers makes me want to be next to you, snuggled in the warmth of your arms as they wrap around me taking me in, close to you.  
     I touched you the other day.  I'm sure you don't remember, but it was the smoothest sensation.  I wanted to bring my lips to your skin, to taste the warmth, the softness, the sweetest parts of you, the most intimate parts of you, the parts that only you and I experienced in the depths of the night or the soft, steamy heat of an early afternoon.
     I believe I may go mad.  Wanting you this way can drive me to limits I never knew existed.  What did you do to me... my mind, my body, my heart, to keep my very soul bursting inside me at just the slightest touch?  I can barely contain myself.  But I do and I will, somehow, by some unseen force that keeps me in my place, still and stiff, rooted to this spot while all the time quiet chaos controls me.  
     Please don't go, don't leave.  Keep me in my unseen prison a moment longer... a few minutes more... until I'm cold again and counting the hours untill I see you, untill I feel you close, where I can start the familiar inferno that becomes me when you are here...
               when you are near.