Turmoil
I wake in the morning and you are there;
I work in the daytime, you are there still.
The evening a repeat, there you are;
The night, oh help! No respite.
I wake again and it’s you;
How is this possible?
I flail and sigh and stroke myself,
the days go by and still you are there.
My mind races with thoughts of you,
My bowels churn because of you.
It’s crazy!
I can’t describe this whirlwind,
it’s within me and without.
You distract me from my life.
I try to control it,
talk it through with friends,
but they’re not you.
I want you inside me,
I need you by me.
I have to admit I love you.
It’s driving me mad!
And I can do nothing
except ride the wave of you
and wait for an end to this turmoil.
