Your Kiss, Your Touch, I'M Happy Poem by Drac Mal

When your hand touch mine.
I feel it.
Goosebumps ran up and down my body.
I flinch and the thought of you not being near me.
My mind wants to be somewhere else.
It wants to be just about you and me.
And as you get closer.
I took one step closer.
And another
And another.
I can feel it now.
The heat agaisnt my face.
The heat coming from your face.
The heat surrounding my body.
Your face.
Right in front of mine.
I want to smile.
I want to laugh.
I want to cry.
Kiss me.
Now.
And when your lips touch mine.
I feel it.
I'm satisfied.
I'm happy in my own happy place.