The touch of your skin under my fingertip,
As it talks in circles around your hip,
The taste of your lips on my mouth and tongue,
After waiting to kiss you forever, too long.

Your hand laced in mine, your body is pressed,
Against me in bed, we lay barely dressed,
You drift into slumber your mouth still in smile,
I can't help but to watch you, just for a while.

For tomorrow, again, I know we must part,
Leaving me lost and lonely, an ache in my heart,
The smell of your hair on my pillow at night,
If only time stopped, I would hold you so tight.

"If you are going through hell, keep going" - just wish I could come out the other side a bit faster....