LAST Dance

How I wish, I could run my fingers through your lush brown hair. How I wish, into your deep brown eyes I could gaze and stare. How I wish, I could kiss your succulent, sweet, inviting lips. How I wish, I could put my hands upon your most attractive hips. How I wish, I could pull you closer into me. How I wish, we could whisper to each other, all that we could be. How I wish, you would give to me a chance. How I wish, into the deep, dark of night we could dance. How I wish, that you would make for my spirit a 'home.' How I wish,  that no more would I have to roam.