Every fibre that aches to be with you.
People blur into insignificance of who is who.
Desperation is so unreal.
Cant find the words to explain how I feel.
Never expected this rush of sensation.
Being loved is a wonderful sensation.
One minute it feels that you are being dragged by the hair.
Next , your floating on a bubble of air.
Easing pain of separation,
Magic flies from nation to nation.
Enough connection to soothe an itch.
So near and far, aint life rich