Personal space
Violated
Invaded
Give in or fight like hell…

Your touch
Doesn’t ask permission
Comes
Inopportune and persuasive
I resist
Sometimes
And without warning
You’re gone

I long for your presence
Crave it like a cold body craves heat
But
We’re not like that
You think you run the show

Moonlight
Used to find you near
When the rest of the world slept
you showed up
But that song and dance
A distant memory

‘Cept
Out of the blue
“something out of nothing’
There you ARE

Cold hands
Warm heart
you mesmerize
Scintillate
Stimulate
And I have to give in