When I think of making loving to you,
My heart swells and I stop breathing.
My nerves turn to mush and my vision blurs
When I think of making love to you,
It hurts.
When I think of kissing you,
My mouth waters and I salivate,
My jaw quivers and my tongue numbs,
When I think of kissing you,
It hurts.
When I think of missing you,
My body gets hot and my palms sweat,
My hands become clammy and my mind wanders,
When I think of missing you,
It hurts.
When I think of the hurt,
My face lights up and my mind focuses on you.
My spirits are lifted and my soul is at peace.
When I think of the hurt,
It works.
Very nice! You truly have a talent to put emotions into writing. This really encourages me to write my thoughts out into a journal of some sort.