Your eyes say it all...

When you look at me, I can see your depth. The way you want me, the need to touch me. I hear it in the voice that you try to keep strong. I see how you keep yourself a distance away to keep from touching me. You won't go anywhere with me because you know. You know that we will touch eventually. You know deep inside we will be there sooner than later, and yet you try to stay distant.