why do you keep appearing in my dreams?
lingering in my thoughts?
making me see you everywhere?
leaving me insomniac?

you, a contagious virus,
yet a cure at the same time,
what am i to do with you?
yet i can't seem to live without you. 

you are like the paintbrush
to my empty white canvas,
you colour me in various hues,
make a beauty art out of me,
complete me.

and somehow, you're like the sun,
burns me,
consumes me wholefully,
and i to submit in your entire warmth.

you left me wondering,
what it would be like to have you in my arms,
to have my lips against your soft luscious ones,
to have to wake up in the middle of the night
and still find you there with me.

you're haunting beautiful,
a dangerous infatuation,
yet i can't seem to stay away.
i'm overwhelm by yours truly.