Home, Highway, Here

Whisper me kisses,
Darling I'm listening.
The touch of your lips,
Lingers on mine.
This is so distilling ,
This feeling persisting .
And my hands are weary ,
From clenching.
Trying to choke something,
As vast as air.
All as I try to imagine you here.
Trying to place you in front of me here.
Just so I can be with you dear.

Let me know what you think.
Seriously,
Somebody please,
For the love of God,
Critique me!!!!