Ravenous for your breath on my neck.
I close my eyes, place you there.
The space around me behooves you, becomes you.
I feel you without touch, savor without tongues.
Lost behind my covered lids, you are mine.
A quiver drifts across my spirit, catching your sound.
I feel one with you, fallen, within your words I melt.
Consuming them as if they are your lips meeting mine.
Without touch, I sense you inside me, fluttering over me.
Connected by more than impact, linked by our souls.
Opening my eyes feels like losing you.
I favor to dream, with bated breath waiting.
Requiring you consumes my purpose, my heart.
Never have I been so lost, in a mind, in a love.
A passion so powerful you own me, I’m yours.
A flutter overwhelms my body as you speak.
Words that touch deeper than fingers.
Starving, needing and wishing to hear more.
Every day anticipating your breath upon my ears.
Falling deeper as each minute passes.
I’m held captive with thoughts of your touch.
I desire nothing more than you at my side.
Craving a taste of the skin, I am compelled to inhale.
Securing my eyes again, composing a picture in my mind.
Of a soul that has become one with mine.
I dream of the love I will finally meet one day.
A soul mate, becoming one with all of who I am.
Your essence then devouring me from the inside out.
So repeatedly I close my eyes and wait for you.
Until the end of time, when you become mine.
When our souls collide.
Author: Darla Halyk
Editor: Toby Israel
Photo: Christopher Campbell/Flickr