How do I begin when somehow it feels as if it never ends or sometimes as if it never ended....

The taunting smirk of your love leaves me feeling abandoned or at a loss; a bit irritable.....

After all you keep touching my waist and tempting me with that laugh, that smile, those hands...

You come here intoxicated and leave me to sleep alone wanting to be intoxicated too, only with your love.

Love is funny like that, that it's just so upside down. So full of mercy and hope & mystery...