Your love makes me shake (like a junkie)

Thus I ache
hunger pains for your taste
growing pains caused by the stretching of patience to wait
for you to become mine
all day all the time
until the moon shines as bright as the sun
until the hearts of two becomes the soul of one. 

Thus I feel you 
like a inner dwelling
somewhere deep within me
calling, compelling.

I shout
be gone from me
but you stay
I plead
just for a minute
but you still stay
on my mind 
not all day
just most of the time

Dreaming 
about marinating in your sweetness
this being away from you is torture
my weakness.