Tempted

The snow looks like bugs
swarming under late-night lights
driving down the highway
on the way to your house.
My head so full of ideas
of things I want to say
when I get to you,
but I don’t.
My hands twitching
for something to do,
for your body to hold,
My heart so sore
from yearning for too long;
This kind of pain
all too familiar.
For now, I am content
watching your wild eyes dance.
Prompt: Tempted

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