I'm anxious to have you,
to intertwine our gazes,
to feel in the silence
the soft notes of your enchanted laughter.
The ticking of the clock overwhelms me,
every second, an eternity,
my heart beats in sleeplessness,
for I dream of you in my reality.
I'm anxious to caress your skin,
to draw paths with my fingers,
to explore every corner of your being,
to dissolve in your quiet dreams.
I long to touch you inch by inch,
to discover the magic in every caress,
to be the whisper that illuminates your nights,
and in your lips to find delight.