Love Sick
I tremble like a child when you're remotely near,
But my shaking is not due to any kind of fear,
I'm a shivering, quaking, blithering wreck,
My hairs stand on end from toes to my neck.
You're the cause of my total malaise,
My heart's gone awol and my brain's a craze,
My body won't function it's all gone to ****,
I'm in need of you, you've become my hit.
The sad thing is we've never even spoken,
I simply gaze your way pathetically hoping,
You once turned round and caught me transfixed,
Since then I'm convinced you've known I'm bewitched.
Copyright © Bade Khunt | Year Posted 2017
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