Attachment

This life intoxicating elixir I gulp My mind travels somewhere to you near I hope your circle treats you with a balm All gold and silver go to the one sincere. Characterized too shy to speak the first, my inner voice keeps telling me I need you For when we don't love, we don't feel the thirst And when we love we stumble to say a words few While with the others boldly joke all days, to you I bleed to say few words but cannot say Should I thank God constructed me this way With nature's breath I hammock in holydays With ink my pen writes notes for future notice I know bliss is going by hand with pain, I dream of you and dreams do grind its teeth