Cravings

I want to entwine our legs in comfortable silence. I want to hold your hand and feel the warmth of your skin pressing into my flesh. I want to be protected and to protect with fierce abandon. I want to cradle your precious head in my lap when you are weary. I want to be held when the demons are lapping at my heals with their flames of fear and be assured they won't, can't, will ever pass through your guardian arms.

I want to laugh with you until tears are streaming down our faces. Until the muscles in our cheeks pain with bliss. I want to let apprehension and worry slip down my back like silk folding onto the floor. I want to be lifted to a higher place. I want to catch you when you fall and stand beside you when you triumph. Graceful pride emanating.

I want to be loved until my heart threatens to shatter. I want to make you feel like the most important person in the room. Every room. I want to drift to sleep with the sweet taste of you still on my lips. I want to feel you even when you're not there. I want to be accepted for who I am. I want to partner in struggle and joy. I want to gently caress your neck and breathe you deeply in.

I want contentment to wash over restless souls and pool at our feet. I want to catch your gaze across a crowded hall and feel my heart skip a beat in excited anticipation. I want to lay under the stars and hear your every wish. I want to be rescued from my dark dreams. I want to envelope you with tenderness. I want to finally take that long held breath. I want to embrace the rapture of you.

These are my desires.