Coming ToTerms

Coming to terms with my love for him....

My love for you grows each day,
As does my longing
For my arms around your waist,
Our bodies pulled together to be one.

My ache for you grows each hour,
As does the urge of your tongue
Entangled with mine,
Our lips pressed together.

My pain for you grows each minute,
As does my heart,
To which you will always
Hold the key.