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.
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