thinking of you
is like a boxing match
in my chest
tenderness vs raw energy
ding!the match is on
I want them both to win
you are the judge
your words ground me
your hips  pound me
****!whats happening to me?
sparing is easier than emotion
I try to lose myself in it
but your abyss calls to me
I yearn to take te leap
even if it hurts.