Your image grazes my mind
In violet haze of violent dream,
But your existence feels so fragile,
Like an angel I've never seen.

I wish you'd materialize unto me,
And it's not long until it comes true,
Every single inch of my whole world,
All folded up into you.

Emotions of a madman,
I'm quarantined without your touch,
And if I were to just be blunt, my love,
I'm missing you so much.

Cathelynne Ross Walker

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forlorn-10/