Hidden emotions.

That longing,
Of your closeness.
The deep desire
To grasp your hands.
Becoming one
With our bodies entangled.
Been so close,
Impatient
Yet stopping ourselves
For fear of it being wrong.
Fear of losing each other,
I really don’t know
Me, just scared to detach.
I know that one kiss
Which would forever,
Clear the fog
Show us what’s true.
Afraid to look up
Not wanting it to happen
For the taste of your lips,
May now become my craving.
Push myself away,
Never getting that close
You may not understand
But the butterflies mean much more.

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