Astonish

I admit that I need intimacy
Not the mechanical intimacy of a one night stand
I like it when eyes are soft
Touch is slow
And breath is soulful
When you are revealing a deep innerness
That cannot be fathomed by words
The starlight glistening
The grassy dew dripping
To touch the girl who hides away
Upon discovery
She is a storm inside
The tidal waves crashing
The mountains standing
The sky sprawling
A taste of expectation that lingers –
Closer.