Little Poem

I’m obsessing, stressing
Can’t clear my mind
It’s clouded, shrouded
Your face I find
I cry, lie
Can’t even tell you
Going crazy, hazy
I can’t expel you
I’m losing it, choosing it
I need you
Not coping, hoping
You come to me
A need, to feed
It’s dumb to me
This yearning, burning
To feel you
Mind racing, pacing
For the real you
I’m waiting, stating
How I want you
To tease, and please
And to taunt you
Us clutching, touching
Fingernails trace my arms
My smile, and wile
Captured by your charms

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