Craving for your eyes to meet mine
in the light of the day and night
even though my heart melts
into a puddle of water
leaving me weak and wanting
your hand to meet mine
Just by one touch,
one look into my eyes
hearing your voice in a distance
makes my heart pound out
of my chest and the hair
on the back of my neck raise up
leaving me wanting, craving
for the next time
I see you or hear you again

to those who wonder what life is about

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