Last Touch
When was the last time, your fingers touched my skin?
A feeling that I've been craving for days now.
You, running your hands along the edge of my shirt,
A soft tickle running across my stomach and waistline.
Your touch so warm I can almost feel it.
I just want your hands on me,
You telling me that you're mine.
When was the last time that our eyes held each other?
A look I've been missing for such a long time.
One filled with passion, love, and lust.
Another craving; so divine.
That small glimmer in your eyes.
I just want you to look at me.
Those eyes giving me that sign.
When was the last time that your lips met mine?
A chaste kiss or maybe one that makes my head spin.
A kiss of need, of want.
Anytime, anywhere, anyplace.
The taste of your lips clinging to mine.
I just want another one of those kisses.
They'd make me perfectly fine.
When was the last time that you held me in your arms?
A tight squeeze around the waist with your hand falling further.
Something that assures me that I'll be fine.
One where everyone was watching and we didn't care.
Your warmth colliding with mine.
I just want you to hold me in your arms.
Make everything alright.
When was the last time we lay in my bed?
Blankets pulled over the two of us,
Holding one another.
Soft snores escaping your lips as I hummed.
Something keeping my mind at ease.
I just want another one of those lonely nights.
When was the last time we touched?
A feeling that I've been craving for days now.
You, running your hands along the edge of my shirt,
A soft tickle running across my stomach and waistline.
Your touch so warm I can almost feel it.
I just want your hands on me,
You telling me that you're mine.
When was the last time that our eyes held each other?
A look I've been missing for such a long time.
One filled with passion, love, and lust.
Another craving; so divine.
That small glimmer in your eyes.
I just want you to look at me.
Those eyes giving me that sign.
When was the last time that your lips met mine?
A chaste kiss or maybe one that makes my head spin.
A kiss of need, of want.
Anytime, anywhere, anyplace.
The taste of your lips clinging to mine.
I just want another one of those kisses.
They'd make me perfectly fine.
When was the last time that you held me in your arms?
A tight squeeze around the waist with your hand falling further.
Something that assures me that I'll be fine.
One where everyone was watching and we didn't care.
Your warmth colliding with mine.
I just want you to hold me in your arms.
Make everything alright.
When was the last time we lay in my bed?
Blankets pulled over the two of us,
Holding one another.
Soft snores escaping your lips as I hummed.
Something keeping my mind at ease.
I just want another one of those lonely nights.
When was the last time we touched?
♠ ♠ ♠
It's strange that I wrote this due to the fact that I'm in a happy relationship. Though I can't really see my boyfriend at my house anymore, I see him at school. It's not that often though and that upsets me. Often on the weekends, I'll ask him questions like this when we Skype and I never really give him a reason why. I just want cuddles. Too much too ask?