I crave you—
not in a sexual way,
but in the quiet, tender way
a heart longs for its home.
I want to feel your presence
like sunlight in the morning,
soft, steady, always there.
I want you around—
to hear your voice,
to watch your smile form slowly,
to find comfort in your silence.
I want to hold you close,
not to claim you,
but to feel the warmth of belonging.
It\'s not desire of the body,
but longing of the soul.
I crave you—
in every way that feels like peace.