She sits miles away from my touch
Though I see her smile
Hear her infectious laugh
A chortle combined with giggle
Melts me
Smiles erupt across my face
Approach to stand so close
Feel our mingled body heat
But a touch in this place
Must be surreptitious
My ache grows
Day by day
Even a simple brushing of the fingertips
I understand those upper class Victorian novels now
That pent up frustration of a held hand
Have I met you you say in bravado
Smoldering, I respond, I don’t know
Have I?
More and more each day I think
Endless delight
Even in the drop of parting
