I watch as you perform
Act.
Reprocess scripted emotions
That they might become real
And all I can focus on
Are the muscles in your shoulders
As they flex, your hands as they move to cover your face
And my mind wanders to the feel
Of them on my skin
Where cold gives way to warmth
Where desire gives way to passion
Where friendship gives way to love

It’s all I can do
To not run down
Grab your hands
And whisk you away
To a space entirely our own
So that we might know again that moment
Where cold gives way to warmth
Where desire gives way to passion
Where friendship gives way to love

And as I consider this
I am almost there
In the place
Where we are
You and I
Instead of
You
And
I.

That union
Where two become one
Where the emptiness is filled
In more ways than one
Where cold gives way to warmth
Where desire gives way to passion
Where friendship gives way to Love.