by jane sway I long to feel
her arms around my waist,
her breath caress my ear,
her heart rhythmically beating against my breast,
her mouth upon my own
I long to hear
the rasp of her voice as she speaks to me,
the lilt in her laughter when she is happy,
of the dreams that dance around in her head,
of the passion she feels for me
I long to touch
her smiling face,
to kiss away her fears,
to show her she is loved,
to satisfy the desire that we share
I long to fulfill all that she embodies,
but most of all,
I long to find the woman who'll be the flesh to all that I envision
