There is a hunger
Deep inside me,
That only one person can feed.

His touch gives me chills.
His eyes fill me with
A warmth no other person
Has ever achieved.

His lips soft upon mine
Creates a welcome stir
Of something unfelt,
Something unknown.

His skin touching mine
Leaving me aching
nearly in tears
When he pulls away.

His voice in my ear
The words he says
And how they are said
Leave me breathless.

When I wake up
From my dream of dreams
My skin still tingles
From his touch.

I squeeze my pillow tight
And close my eyes
My heart beat slowing
But tears burn behind my eyes

Wanting nothing more
Then his touch
To fill that empty spot
Deep inside me

The empty spot
That only his touch
And his words
Can fill