Ode to couples...

 As of lately I have come to notice the interactions of couples.

The way they seem to have this speccial attention for each other.

Holding hands, caressing their faces together.

 Whispering secrets to each other that cause small giggles and smiles.

Slow dances at a club. Riding together in a car.

Singing to each other. Taking care of each other.

 Its a beautiful sight to see and witness.

I love seeing the public display of affection.

And I steal from their joy and love, and let it fill my heart.

 Yet at the same time I begin to yearn.

Because I want that as well.

I want to not just witness it, but I want to experience it.

 I want to know what love is. I want to have that special relationship.

I want my man to hold me, to secure his arms around my body, claiming me.

I want him to kiss the nape of my neck.

I want him to show me how much he wants me.

 And I want to do the same with him.

I want to feel comfortable enough to kiss him, hug him, grab him when I want.

Maybe scars from my pass make me reluctant to do so now.

But hopefully the man for me will make me feel good enough to be open to it.