You touched me once
And many times since
The thought of you lingers like that of a scent
Can’t quite place it
But familiar still
You will continue to haunt my thoughts forever
Won’t you
Your presence
Your absence
Your voice
Contact is made
You bother me
In a way I like to be bothered
You disturb me
To the point of madness
Can I go public with my cry
Obsession
Stalker
To laugh
I was there and you were here
Just missed you
But I’ve missed you
For so fucking long
one who waits
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-muse-2/
