A Longing Desire

The touch of your skin,
So soft and sweet,
The sensation of your breath falling over me,
The feeling of your eyes upon my face,
Praying it's your lips I'll soon be able to taste.
Sitting so close,
The longing in my soul,
Wishing, you I could freely hold.
Imagining you and I alone,
Thinking of your voice on the end of the phone.
Desiring you here with me,
Forever with you I long to be.

This seems like a mistake to say,
But love always finds a way,
So why now should I hold it inside,
If I so desire with you to die?