As the echos of chaos,
stirs in my heart.
like molten lava through butter,
The pain burns me,
the agony of not having,
scorching my flesh.
My skin, aches - as it yearns for you.
Missing our forever,
with passions unyielding.
my body thirsts for you to quench it
with every inch of your existence;
                                                       I await you.