He keeps looking at me,and I don’t know what to do with my hands.The only thing thatmy arms...

He keeps looking at me,
and I don’t know what 
to do with my hands.
The only thing that
my arms are reaching
for is his body; I am
desperate for his touch,
for his mouth pressed
firmly against mine.
If there is anything
that I am lusting over,
it is him wanting
to be against me.
Our bodies would become
one; skin losing itself
in more skin.
Our bodies together
would create an island
that no one
would dare to explore.