I want to see you.

Know your voice.Recognize you when youfirst come 'round the corner.Sense your scent when I comeinto a room you've just left.Know the lift of your heel,the glide of your foot.Become familiar with the wayyou purse your lipsthen let them part,just the slightest bit,when I lean in to your spaceand kiss you.I want to know the joyof how you whisper"more”