A Near Miss

Wish I could breathe down your neck
With my fingers encircling your hair
And could kiss you
Like a desirous despair
Wish I could hold you in my arms
As you crumble into pieces
And I pick them up
To make a love sign
Wish I could catch you all unaware
With nobody else in here
And lesser you'd care
And last time if you'd missed it
This time you'd kiss it