All I ever wanted
was for him to hold me with raw passion,
his heart pounding against my breasts,
his hand grabbing my arm
as if I was his only possession.
His eyes digging deep into my soul
as if his life depended on my kisses,
as if I was his last breath.
Pinning me down,
as if I was the only thing
to save his life.
What would had it been like,
if I was granted that moment,
at least just once.