After the dance..

Angel,

The party is over - the music has stopped playing and the lights have come on. We are pressed into service to help tidy the hall up a little.. I am tipsy and though initially I do not feel like it - because I want the night to continue - we have made the helping out fun.

We did not dance. We did not kiss. We did not touch. But I did watch you.. I looked at you and your beauty absolutely filled me.. I watched another couple wed and wanted that to be us. I watched you dance with others and wished that it could be me that you held on to as we turned slowly.

At the end of this night, all I wanted was to take you back to my room... I wanted to lay you down and kiss you long and slow... I wanted to explore - to wrap you up and to be wrapped up...

I wanted to fall asleep beside you with you in my arms and to wake up beside you. I wanted it enough that I could feel it.

I ached wanting you.

I ache wanting you still.

Just me.