Torture

Lying beside you watching you sleep and running my fingers through your hair. Softly tracing each line on your body inhaling your sweet smell. 

It's torturing my soul not holding you in my arms. I want to feel your warm soft lips on mine. 

Your eyes burn my soul. Looking into them makes me ache for your touch. Kissing your stomach, scratching your chest, I long for your body. 

It's torturing my soul not holding you in my arms. I want to feel your warm soft lips on mine. 

Feeling your body close to mine, lying beside you hearing you breath. Feeling your finger tips caressing me. Moaning while you kiss my lips. 

It's torturing my soul not holding you in my arms. I want to feel your warm soft lips on mine. 

I want to sleep safely in your arms.