Love

If I had a sight or glimpse of a smile as intoxicating I'd miss it:
The knowing it existed.
If i woke up oneday without the knowledge that security was by your side,
I'd lose it most definitely:
My train of thought, my insanity.
If that touch or kiss overcame my body
I'd be in bliss with satisfaction
Never feeling it frightens my infactuation.
The everlasting thoughts of being embrased by
its tease or presence.
If I could just have that, the whole package, all the above.
I wish i could have that good love.