I look at you like a question looks at an answer, out of need and repulsion..all at once
i long for you as a kid does for mother’s touch on a sick day…
i wait for you like a pregnant women waits to see her child in the last moments of her labour day..
i crave for you like a bird does for the freedom in an undersized cage..
my need for you is a child’s first breath..lungs inflating for the first time.. the breath of life
you are breeze of air who followed the drizzle after scroching hot day..
a warm blanket near a fireplace after the day of snow and hail
i want you by my side..hold me close your breath on my face..