Mountain Man

He looks at me
Serious and sturdy as the mountains
That form the bedrock of his soul.
I think to myself,
You're held together by strings and scruples
Rendered cold and alone
By a fire banked so low, you've forgotten
How the heat of that flashpoint warmed your bones
Made you burn, and made you yearn.
Or maybe I'm just an empty vessel waiting to be filled.
Looking for signs where none exist, 

Looking for love in all the wrong places.

And yet.
I see you looking when you think I'm not looking.
I see that smile that lights your eyes only for me.
I read your face and listen to your silence,
And inside I'm shouting, inside I'm screaming
Waiting for you to cast off those chains
Unlock those restraints
Put your hands on me, and warm me with your mouth
Make me burn, and make me yearn.