LONGING

How I long to hold you, you and your naked body, wolf's cry compares not in longing nor the winter night covered in that first snow, nor all the words I used to control nothing to measure feelings of my soul. For you my fire burns, for you my body yearns. Scared and naked in my silence, all I want is to love, all I want is to have, your naked body. The only joy over my freight could come with your naked body. How I long for you to wait, wait for me.