Internal Crisis

My mind races with thoughts of you, but I cannot grab hold long enough to enjoy them. It tries to convey to you a message, with little success.

My body reacts to your every touch, uncertain of its own intent. It pulls you in for a reason I cannot fathom.

My heart speaks louder with every step I take in your direction, but its words are seldom clear. It reaches out to you with an indistinct desire.
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Posted: Oct 2015

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