be still...

wish i could feel your hands on my flesh, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
consuming my senses like an in-rushing tide.
to be pinned down just by the look in your eyes.
melted by the whisper of your voice in my ear.
'be still, love...'

these are the times when the ache for what never was is the strongest.
these quiet moments when falling asleep...
'be still...' they tell me.