When the love-goggles slip on,
The line between reason and wild abandon
All but disappears in favor of infatuation.

Lovesickness is
Empty stomachs hungry for something else,
Green-tinged vision,
Sleepless nights trying to drown out the static city,

Is fear of seeming subpar
Listening for the “see you soon”
Rather than the goodbye,
Waiting for a secretive smile:

For skin to skin
And then heart to heart
Because exteriors are simply not enough;
They never will be.

Take caution, lover!
Because when she drags a knife
Through the heart
That beats for her
All you can do is smile and kiss her again