To Keep You

To gaze at you.
To have just that glimpse of what it is within you
That makes you everything that is you,
And that I love,
And that I lust after,
And wish for,
And seek within you,
And search for,
And glance at, which I so desire when I am with you.
To be blessed with your presence is my greatest joy.

To breathe with you.
To breathe with you and speak your name from my soul,
Across my lips; perhaps into your ear and onto your skin.
To whisper what means everything to me.
And nothing matters to me except you and your being,
Your scent, your existence –
That which is simply you.

To love with you.
To love with you so closely that we are no longer individuals,
No longer separate;
Creatures of union and mortals with spirits of fire,
Dancing,
And singing,
And laughing with joy,
Entangled in our sea of lust…and nothing else.
But pure happiness.

To linger with you.
To remain with you.
For your existence is a treasure I cannot do without,
I simply mustn’t.

But I must.

I have not touched you as I must,
I have not held you as I must,
I have not kissed you or felt you or pressed myself to you as I must.

Yet I must.

I am full of longing
And want
And need
And yearning
And craving
And it is so great that I could go without it
Because I love you so deeply that I would sacrifice it for an eternity
Just
To keep you.