wanting you is:
like I’m missing a lung
yet still trying to breathe
no taste on my tongue
taste-buds, are on leave
needing you is:
stomach quartered in size
requiring even less intake
voice-box only utters lies
solely what it can make
seeing you is:
my eyes no longer itch
you are their soothing balm
feeling my wind pipe hitch
before i begin to calm
having you is:
giving me heart attacks
though it beats even stronger
my brain, thoughts it lacks
everyday things take longer
hating you is:
my mind towered with bricks
all walls have gaps and holes
my soul punches and kicks
till my fire is reduced to coals
loving you is:
never ending ache to my being
i require you to live day-to-day
you near me is my soul freeing
so please, let me live, stay
.≈.~.≈.~.≈.
me attempting rhyme and rhythm, not something i normally do, but a change, its different