I’ve never felt it 

I’ve seen it 

Gotten so close to it 

In the end I am cold 

I fear I won’t find it 

Do I have to go looking? 

Something as precious as this shouldn’t be thrown around 

I want it to be special and warm 

I want to feel the warmth of the other person 

I want to feel more than I’ve ever felt 

A quick brush or a long encounter 

I’m waiting for you