I don’t want to touch you
but I can’t be that bold.
Then,
I seek more then your mere hold.  
I try to keep calm words still
and clearly, I suck at this skill
Then,
before you know it,
I've swallowed you again, into my soul
and suddenly, I can relate to Alice, 
when falling down the rabbits hole.
And after you’ve gone, I regret my order
why?
Because,
I simply can’t eat ..
for, of you, I’m too full.

~j