I am swaying and rocking and coming undone
Longing for my beloved to come, to wrap me in lavender and throw me aside
Just to pick me back up again and listen as I’ve cried,
Reveling in the ache and the way my body shakes
In fear of losing that which is not mine, the pains in my heart erupting as tiny quakes  
And why me, my dear, why am I the one?  
Oh honey, oh sweetheart, what have you done?