Saturday, July 18, 2015


You've infected my brain
A sickness I court
I feel my tempature rise
A pleasurable delirium

Flashbacks of our intimacy
Strike me in mundane moments
Is this fantasy my reality?
Is this love my hallucination?

I care little of my condition
The symptoms become comfort
When we are apart
You are within me

Passing time
Awaiting my next exposure
There is no remission
I wish no cure.