I want to hold you close
I want to feel you near

This isn't about sex
Compared to this sex is a cold, tawdy act

I want to feel your arms around me
Run your fingers through my hair

To feel your lips brushing my neck
Your soft breath warming that spot between my neck and shoulders

My fingernails softly tracing your back

Then ever so gentle
Place your lips on mine

That is what close is
That is what I yearn for

- Victoria Palmer