For the love we’ve yet to share,
and the moments left unknown.
I crave you in the most innocent forms.
I crave to say good night, and give you forehead kisses.
To rest my head on your shoulders, and receive those whispers of promise.
For a whisper of “I adore you” when I feel at my worst.
I crave you,
to hold and be held,
for nothing more,
and nothing less.
For this day, and every day.
For a moment.
So, for you.
Close your eyes, and close your mouth.
And lets speak to each other, in a thousand silent ways.