Waiting...

I found this poem online tonight, and it just fits.  Not verbatim of course, but pretty damn close. 

Waiting
  by Dawn D.

  Wanting,
  lusting,
  to be held,
  to be loved,
  to feel warmth,
  to feel your beating heart.
  Wanting to be sheltered from the cold,
  heartless winds.
  Falling into invisible arms;
  into an abyss of love.
  Wishing,
  hoping,
  that my desires will be filled; 
  my desires of loving warmth.
  Wanting to be held,
  comforted,
  loved.
  Dreaming of passionate embraces,
  of tender kisses,
  loving words,
  romantic nights.
  Waiting for undying love.