i crave your voice, your laugh, the sound of your breathing into my waiting ear

starving for the sight of your smile, i pace frantically back and forth incapable of rest

to use the light in your eyes to illuminate the room, to banish shadows from my mind

i shake as withdrawals course through my arms, my kind tremors with silent roars

this need like sandpaper against my mind, unable to focus to breathe to settle down

nostrils flare as i smell the easterly wind in search of your delectable scent

i fear i shall consume you, or madness shall consume me if i do not have you with me soon

the feel of your skin, the taste of your lips, the scent of your hair, the ringing peals of your laughter

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