I want to hold you close
I want to feel you near
This isn't about sex
Compared to this sex is a cold, tawdy act
I want to feel your arms around me
Run your fingers through my hair
To feel your lips brushing my neck
Your soft breath warming that spot between my neck and shoulders
My fingernails softly tracing your back
Then ever so gentle
Place your lips on mine
That is what close is
That is what I yearn for
- Victoria Palmer