There is an ache inside me, unknown and new, not within my grasp.
It throbs and it twists, its unnerving, the cause remains unknown.
It flares when there is distance, twitches to burn and consume.
Overwhelming yet precious, at once alien and a part of me.
The heat is over bearing, I'm drowning without a reason.
It is suffocating, your breath is fresh and sweet, desirable.
It whimpers when you say goodbye, asks me to hold on tight.
The ache returns as I see you leave, it burns viciously now.
It calls to you for relief, as ambrosia to its starvation.
With your arms around me, it throbs dully, begging for an eternity.
It craves, its selfish, is it too bold of me to ask you to stay?
Soothe it with your gentle touch, can I ask you to be my crutch?
Play a soft hand down the side, it feels shy as if trying to hide.
But soon it soars with delight, the fear gone it shines so bright.
Your touch, your embrace is all it asks; in your glory it basks.
Its happy now but for how long? I need you here by my side, to you can I belong?
