Wanting More

How could I ask
for anymore
than what he has
already given me

How could I yearn
for the unknown
when he has spread
miles of dreams
at my doorstep
years of hopes
within my seed

How could I long
for a simple illicit touch
a dangerous rendezvous
a delectable first kiss
when he has offered me his soul
his heart
his love
unconditionally

How could I crave
the one I can't have
while completely disinterested
in the one who wants me

How could I,
but isn't that
how it always is?