Crave

When songs play,
when there is
a visual
of twinkling eyes
and a hint
at something
more
than just a knowing look,
it is then that the cravings
and aches long
for a simple touch
that bravely reaches out
transforming smooth skin
into goose bumps
that
course through;
 a thumping of heartbeats
that can be heard
over
the silence of the breeze
brushing upon
an animated canvas
in a silken afternoon
that