You know what I miss...

Holy shit, maybe it's true. Married 7 1/2 years and itchin' real bad...but not for what you'd think. I don't want to stray, I'm not interested in cheating, not in the least. The problem is...I miss insatiable love...

When moonlight crawls along the street

Chasing away the summer heat

Footsteps outside somewhere below

The world revolves I've let it go

We build our church above the street

We practiced love between these sheets

The candy sweetness scent of you

It bathes my skin I'm stained of you

And all I have to do is hold you

There's a racing within my heart

And I am barely touching you

I miss the way he loved me...I miss the way he wanted me. I miss being adored, and cherished. I miss feeling that I'm beautiful. Why does this happen to us if the desire to keep the flame burning still exists inside?

The moonlight plays upon your skin

A kiss that lingers takes me in

I fall asleep inside of you

There are no words

There's only truth

Breathe in breathe out

There is no sound

We move together up and down

We levitate our bodies soar

Our feet don't even touch the floor

But nobody knows you like I do

'Cause the world may not understand

That I grow stronger in your hands

There is a joy that is singularly exclusive to falling in love. No...not even falling in love. Having someone want you more than anything else. Having someone breathless at your touch. Watching a man squirm as he realizes he has no control of his own body as it betrays him, rising to the bait of a woman who he can barely stand to be without. The games of new lust, being wanted and wanting, able to think of little else all day long.

We never sleep we're always holdin' hands

Kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans

I feel like a better man

Just being in the same room

We never sleep there's just so much to do

So much to say

Can't close my eyes when I'm with you

Insatiable the way I'm loving you

I love my children, I love my life, but for a day, to be back in the arms of a man who shut out the entire world to be mine and mine alone... there is no greater pleasure. To see his eyes light up when I come in the room. To smile to myself when I notice the little way he has to catch his breath a bit when he inhales my scent. To feel his heat radiating through me when I brush his skin with mine. To close my eyes and breathe deep and still be able to smell him on me after we've parted for the day. To lie in the embers of our lovemaking, barely able to breathe, lost in a cloud of swirling mists of passion, bathing in that golden light in near silence, but for the pounding of my heart and that undeniable voice in my soul that calls even then for more of him.

Turn the lights down low

Take it off

Let me show

My love for you

Insatiable

Turn me on

Never stop

Wanna taste every drop

My love for you

Insatiable

Yet the most powerful bit...the one I miss the most...is knowing, truly knowing that even when you're not intoxicating him with your presence and touch, he's thinking of you and knowing you're out there loving him, waiting for him, unable to feel complete without him.

I miss insatiable love. I am a lover. I am passionate. I need to have that fire to feel alive. It is a hole at the core of my being that ONLY insatiable love can fill.

I don't want to believe that our desire for that kind of love is only a biological farce to get us to procreate. I don't want to have to suppress my desire so that I can get along in this world. Asking me not to want this kind of love is like asking me not to breathe. It's as vital to life to me as oxygen. Look around us...human desire for insatiable love is evident in a million ways. It's woven into the notes of songs, written into the scripts of movies, weeping in the dewdrops on flowers, even sighing in the breeze at sunset. We're MEANT to love this way, our bodies are warm and soft and meant to be touched. We are meant to be cherished and enjoyed. And I don't want to live without it anymore.

Question is...what the hell do I do about it?

Insatiable lyrics by Darren Hayes