Caution - poetry ahead

I want
your strong
protective
arms
to wrap around me
and pull me close,
letting me in,
letting me near,
letting me be
this
close.

I want
your sweet
deep
sea
eyes
to light on mine
and drink me in
draw me in
drive me to be
this
close.

I want
your gentle
tender
soft
lips
to light on mine
to linger on mine
to leave me
breathless.

But these things
these wants
these needs
which are
this
close
this
near
this

will not be
will not come
will not become
fulfilled
because
you choose
to keep
me
this far.