Wolfmoon Nightseer's blog: "Glances"

You glance my way
      my pulse, it stands still.
My body shivers,
      takes flight with the chill.

As you step towards me
      my will, it goes weak.
My soul ignites
      with a burning heat

Feelings grow stronger
      you hold me near.
Can’t hold back
      minds filled with fear.

Your touch is so gentle
      my heart starts to race.
You cannot see
      my tear-stained face.

My love, it cries out
      trapped deep inside.
My soul wants free
      no longer to hide.

© LML