Meltdown...

Kisses upon my neck
Trailing down my skin
Somehow I cannot forget
This evil sin

Wanting you here with me
Never getting enough
How can I make you see
Sleeping alone is getting rough

Your voice makes me grin
Just the hint of attention
Overflows my head with sin
Bringing thoughts of aggression

Yet we are separate and always connected
The bond can never be torn
Only slightly adjusted and perfected
Never tattered, never torn

I bend with ease
When you appear to me
I go with the breeze
With weakened knees

Wanting you here with me
Never getting enough
How can I make you see
That sleeping alone is getting rough

JLK 9-14-09