i want...

i want to hear your breath,
the slow and steady rhythm
and rise and fall
and fall and rise
as it rocks me to sleep
and i want to see your eyes
open one at a time
to the brightness
of new mornings.
i want to know what your skin
feels like after three days
of traveling and no bother
of a shower because what
we see is more and worth
more than how we feel.
i want to hold your hand
and feel the squeeze when you
are absolutely terrified.
i want to see you smile
when you are worn out from 
making love to me and i want
to carry your limp arms
into the shower to let
the warmth soothe us
back to life.