I want you to

I want you to 

find any excuse to be near me

I want you to 

take your fingers and run them 

on the rim of my shirt, 

grazing the damp skin of my neck

I want you to 

stand as close to me as possible 

just so you can smell my hair

I want you to 

already be staring at me 

before I look up 

to stare at you

I want you to 

sit across from me at the table,

only to lean down to adjust your shoe, 

and absolutely 

cannot restrain yourself 

from caressing my 

leg on the way back up

I want you to 

yearn for me

long for me

I want you to consume me

I want you to 

roll my name on your tongue

under your breath

behind your lips

I want you to 

never move past me

without drinking me in, 

all of your senses on fire at 

the nearness of me

I want you 

too