Thoughts of you lingering in my head,

The insatiable yearning never be fed,

For a minute without you is a minute I’d rather be dead.

No matter what I did or what I said

Every Night I lie awake in bed

And think to myself –

What am I doing here?

The feeling of it is an unbearable euphoria,

Every memory fuels my story, a

Desire insatiable – to fuel the unreachable – You.

In a far off land, or maybe not,

But close enough to make a difference not.

The other half of my oyster shell,

We fit together perfectly, for you I fell.

A love impossible, but a love the same,

And one in such a love cannot leave whence they came.

Perhaps futile, perhaps in vain,

But of all the things to stop my love from you,

None succeed. So for now, I bid you adieu,

Taking solace in the fact that I love you.

The elixir deep in my chest
With all else indeed suppressed
Allowing a sense be released
For being your beautiful self, at least.

A woman of wonder
Simple asunder,
Enigmatic as thunder –

The growing desire within my heart is the negation of your absence.

No man hath a greater cistern of devotion,
With a swathe of courage my emotion
Seeming like a blatherskite,
Gargantuan as a bruin,
Praying becomes trite,
And my love ashooin.