The true longing of just your taste.

I grasp a fraction of your scent, I feel my skin flushing, crimson spreading.

Heart beating so hard, I feel It will inevitably break through my ribs.

How can my mind have so many thoughts, flying so dangerously fast, yet with razor precision my focus is on you.

I ache.

I lay erect, lost in worlds sleep and wake.

No matter my status, I see you, want you.

Hard to find that moment that two become one. Not just one, but intertwined so tightly one can not find a seam.

My mind is at peace under the moonlight.

I find comfort in her, while my thoughts never stop turning in my mind, she dulls the noise of my tornado so all I hear is heartbeat.

My heart beats for her, aches when she's away, hurts when her rays afflicted by clouds and the storms of life, and I can't feel her light bathe my skin.

I wake and look for you.

I go to rest at night, only after I've let you be the last memory I have.