Knowing,
That the heart
Beating in your chest,
The deep,
Resonating beat,
Beats for me.
Knowing,
That your finger tips,
Etched deeply
With lines
That set you apart
From any other man,
Crave the touch
Of my skin.
Knowing,
That when you lie
In my bed,
With the shadows of night
Cast over your face,
Your mind retraces steps
Of memories we shared.
Knowing,
Just knowing
That you are mine.
