I can’t seem to get enough

Of you

Your smile

Your touch



Holding my breath 

Holding your hand

It’s never enough

Watching you laugh when I’m not funny

Even just to humor me

Finding the smallest bit of excitement in our late night talks

Saying everything

While saying nothing

Holding you is never enough

Touching you is never enough

Watching the walls fall away

No one except us

Having our own Sunday morning

It’s still never enough

Only when I’m next to you

My eyes meeting your eyes

My smile reflecting your happiness

and your smile reflecting mine

Then it’s almost enough

Knowing you’re there

Knowing you love me



Is enough…