Wanting You More Poem by Natasha Edwards

Your eyes are like a welcoming smile
Always ready to prescribe to
A patient like me
A medicine unknowingly given
In warm eyes
Making me want you even more
Not that you know
I seldom see you
But between the absent miles and weeks that pass
I welcome the fleeting dialogue
Like a roaring fire
Taking the cold away from winters door
You will never be mine
I know this is true
But this thing will never stop
Making me want you even more

Raging storms
That stirs up the earth’s ocean bed
It too rages deep within me
And I hold back
When you don’t see I watch you
Moving and talking
You caress my life
With your dialogue
Making me want you even more
Not that you know
If I were a beauty queen would you notice?

I watch your hands as you gesture
And catch a glimpse of a man
That knows how to
Make a woman feel
Like a woman
To be glad she is here
With breasts and long hair
Just to succumb, to offer her up
I would gladly tender my body to you
In hope that you may want my bid
Because you
The essence
The very being that you are,
Make me want you even more
Forever and ever
Amen