Explain the Rush

the scream that makes,

everything goes everywhere,

my eyes melt and slip.

My thoughts are of her,

nothing to explain or describe

the blood that rushes through my heart

The spark ignites the pump

with he slightest touch

shaking at the shoulders

nothing to explain

the desire of

my eyes and mouth

that clinch at the thought,

memory and sight.

Am i waiting,

is she waiting,

are we waiting,

for nothing to explain

or dissect

the weakness at my knees

and pain in my stomach.

Only at the thought

i fall in the abyss.

Melting, shaking,

and weak, hurting,

i don't want you to leave,

and i don't want to leave.

For once it feels good to hurt.

Nice to pain.

Perfect to see.

Only the thought of desire,

satisified with the desire for thought.

In you I see what is lacking in me.

The pain dissolves,

the weakness clears,

the ice in feelings

the cobwebs in thoughts.