Why aren’t you here tonight?
I could touch you,
Kiss you, feel you.
Hear your soft sigh as I run my fingers down your skin,
Feel you quiver as my lips run against the contours of your neck.
Let a hand free so you could guide it wherever you chose,
And hold you tight,
So tight, when it hit the right spot.
What wouldn’t I give to have you here by my side,
Pull you close,
Breathe your skin,
And the secrets that the night lets fly.