What he inwardly longs for.....
What he inwardly longs for……
To touch, to hold you
Would make me feel
As if I had just awakened….
Stretching myself to my full stature.
I imagine coming to life
Inside your arms and knowing
That there is nowhere else
I’d rather be, for your softness
Will feel so good, so good to me….
I will measure myself by you
And how you fit within my grasp
molding to me, filling all my
empty spaces…flesh 2 flesh,
bone 2 bone, heart 2 heart,
breath 2 breath, spirit 2 spirit.
So in sync I am inclined to agree
That this is no stretch on my
Imagination that we could, indeed,