Watching

Take the story of your indifference 

And shove it where the sun don't shine

I have seen your searching gaze

Stop at my face

Like a guilty schoolboy

That has found chocolate.

Relax, it's only chocolate.

Longing

The end of every nerve

Is a beckoning pair of arms

Is a pouting mouth inviting your kiss

Every fiber is filled with the longing

To be filled by you your presence your shining smile

Your ascetic eyes that I know I can heat up

To an inferno

Of longing.