Lypophrenia

The lack of your presence

 is a gaping void in my chest. 

Overwhelming my heart today more than most.

I cannot seem to turn loose of it. 

Even my darkness seeks you...

Adores you and is restless in your absence 

My soul constantly seeking yours, so often,

I fear it may forget its natural host. 

Your nearness is the only thing

 that will calm my mind, 

Any other but your touch

 drives me deranged inside. 

I am without my anchor tonight

And I am bereft.