Craving..

eyes wide open
perfectly clear
wanted near

should have seen
passed me by
know why

wanting touch
craving more
closed the door

in the lark
one or two
cuts me through

then to know
not free
never be

keep then
from my lip
still to sip

coming back
day or so
must grow

cannot have
my desire
rises higher

in the quiet
won't reveal
mine to feel

finally found
cannot save
only crave