Beneath The Surface

You show interest.
A desire to glimpse
An intimacy
We might share;

Only to retreat
To the safety
Of your morals,
Reluctantly drawing
A line in the sand.

A tender wanting
Palpable just beneath
The surface.

If not for your
Smile and gentle way,
I would resist you.
I find myself
Surrendering again and again
To the very things
That draw me in.

Memories of your
Strong embrace;
Feeling your body
Flush with mine;
A terrible longing
Ripe with hesitation.

Gripped with fear
And hoping,
I dare not look
Into your eyes;
That we might
Both surrender to the same
Sweet wanting.