Addiction

I miss the intimacy. But I do not miss the secrecy, You use to keep your thoughts from me. I miss your touch. But not the distance I encounter so much, When I catch you deep and aloof in thought! I find I'm standing on a threshold... Invited to come in. Feeling I am welcomed, As long as I pretend... You are inside a space to share, Even though I am without you completely there! Until your reach beseeches me. And I obey and come unquestioned. To be taught lessons only you can teach! My weakness is captured, And you sense my defeat! I miss the intimacy. And I wish it wasn't an addiction! But with you it is! We each need this 'fix'. Knowing it will be supplied... Stripped and naked and embraced with sighs. Thrusting with a love only two like us can share, Bared... Without complications to interfere or deny! Yet kept climaxing, In fulfilled unanswered wonder.