When I see you after so long, how do I greet you?
Do I run into your arms, my kisses wild, my pulse throbbing?
Do I stand apart instead, watching you quietly,
waiting for you to make the first move?
When I see you again after so long,
You will see my face and my eyes a little emotional, a little smiling.
What you won't see
Are the days I've spent pining, thoughts that were laced
with every moment we’ve been together,
Hands that were feverish to touch you, lips that longed to be bitten.
What you'll see is a girl who is calm and composed.
When instead inside me, my love, I'm mauled and stabbed and smitten!
