Forever
Not being able to touch him is pure punishment
I yearn to kiss him
To feel his arms around my waist
All day long I have been anxious awaiting his arrival
Constantly fidgeting, never still
I feel as if I'm coming down from a high
Whenever he's not around
He is a drug to whom I have become addicted
It pains me to be without him
Only his kiss, his touch, his voice
Can give me the high I crave
I know I will have to wait again
Before my needs are satisfied
But I have confidence these waiting days
Will be short
In comparison to our Forever
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