I woke in the middle of the night

Wanting him


Wanting to feel his touch

Hear his voice

Or better yet,

Have every part of him

On every part of me.


None of those things were going to happen

Because of where we are

Where he is.


Yet logic had no place in this

There is no reason in “want”

It just is.


I try to distract myself with the mundane

But nothing

Takes my mind off wanting him.


Far beyond just mere lust;

I want him to take me

I want to be his

I want when we are through,

To feel

Like I have been taken.


It is just this way with me

The one I want;

Just out of reach.