Never To Meet

A poem about wanting something you'll never have.

Never to meet,
not a chance that
your hands will ever caress
my heated flesh.

Your words,
ignite fires.
Carnal thoughts and images
flood my head.

Your voice,
makes my legs weak.
I cannot stand.
My pulse pounds.

Your touch
would be like satin
upon my skin.
Moments in heaven.

Imagining lips
blazing trails
to my secret places.
I smile.

Thoughts of you
disrupt my days.
Dreams of you
consume my nights.