I WANT TO

I want to see your skin glisten

With the droplets of a shower

As you dry shy and shaded,

A pageant for my adoring eyes.

I want to feel your body pressed

So warm against me as I doze,

And the cuddle of your arm,

Your breasts teasing my ribs.

I want to smell the perfume

Of your hair against my cheek,

As your head rests in a place

Between pillow and shoulder.

I want to hear you breathing

Through the darkness of night

And count the times you sigh

Or moan or speak in dreams.

I want to taste your mouth

In the first moments of day

As morning makes us restless

And desire grants us delight.

The painting is a late nineteenth century work by Edgar Degas.