Finished Touch

A touch that you want so much,
How it can surge through the deluge
At once to discover the other
A glittering spark in the dark
And then to hold on to that sense
Through joyous feelings, now tense
Suddenly desire is burning a hot fire
Until the warm moment has gone
The touching is now done
But the feeling survives
Yet the longing then arrives
Aching to return the same
Your dream of eternal flame
That remains and may never expire
Then cold, cold darkness comes around
Killing off the want, being forced to the ground
Alone, nobody, no flesh, no heat but your own