It's been a while (again) but here we go.

Want Can't Don't

I want your skin on mine,
To feel your warmth
Mixing in with mine.
What I would give to smell
Your wonderful scent
Under my nose
And in my mouth.
I can still feel your tongue
In my mouth, like a delicious
Piece of flesh probing,
Searching for something,
Perhaps my heart.
Your hands send sparks
To my very core
Lighting fires
In all the right places.
Their embers wait
For you. Perhaps forever.
Your passion, your piece
Was clearly my favourite.
I need you here, now.
But all I have left
Are these memories,
Because my moral
Compass just happens
To be working.
I want just one night more,
Just one more memory
To hold on to
But that will just open
A can of worms
That won't feed any birds.
Don't go.

Writer
Thanks James, unfortunately, he loves someone else.

James T. Adair
You know it sounds like he really loves you and you really love him. Remember, love is a special blessing if you find it and he may be your true love. True love looks beyond circumstance. Follow your heart.