No Words Needed...

A word not spoken

and a touch not yet shared,

but with a single glance,

your cheeks know

to prepare themselves

for blushing.

And no matter the room
or the furniture between us
I will brush your hair
back behind your ears
with my eyes and I will
kiss the sides of your
neck with a glance. 
I will unwind the fabric
and uncover the skin
and decorate it all with
goose bumps.  Then I
will blink, find your eyes
and realize I never
even left my chair for a
single moment.