There's a dryness in my throat
When I think of you
My heart speaks out in quick pulses
Its just that the pain dulls it

Hear my breath get faster
As a calmness washes over me
You've got my knees weak
At the slightest teasing whisper

This longing has taken its toll now
And the poet inside has turned into a court jester
Keeping the humor alive
Stoking the fire, hopelessly

This begging has gone on too long now
I need you in my arms more than my heart does