I Just Want...

To look deep in to your eyes

Drown willingly

Or trace your face

So I can memorize each and every wrinkle

To hug you so close

Till I can synchronize the rhythm of our breath

Or feel the way your hair fall on my face

And left the scent, lingering…

Maybe a sudden urge

The collaboration of perfect time and situation

That allows my humble lips, touch yours

That let us unite

Not for lust nor the instant heaven called orgasm

But in the name of that fu@#in sacred four letters

Then a lit of cigarette, after

Hours of clueless chit chat

The topic, doesn’t even matter

The pleasantness when your toe touches mine

As if they were an old mate

Catching up for the long lost time

I do not have a plan to go that far though

It’s just a hope that I whisper softly to the thin air

Wishing the wind will found your ear address

And for now

I just want to hold your hand