Through

I am lying here next you
knowing we are through.
Wanting so badly
just to touch you.
To feel your hand in mine.
Just to hold it for a time.
To put my lips on your face.
A gentle kiss... A taste....
To run my hands along
curves to waist..
To follow.....to caress..
to trace....
To feel your breath
on my face.
To pull your hair
off your neck;
for my lips to
slowly trek..
For my hands to
roam all over you...
For a moment... to forget
that we are through.