How I crave you

I yearn for your lips, your words, your golden strands,
In lonely silence, I wander these enduring lands.
No bread can appease this hunger deep within,
The morning light thwarts me, my senses chagrin.

From morn till dusk, relentless pursuit ensues,
Seeking the cadence of your steps, my heart imbues.
An insatiable longing, a thirst that never abates,
I roam the avenues, consumed by love's weight.

Oh, how I pine for the taste upon your mouth,
The melody of your voice, gentle as a lark's south.
Your hair, like sunbeams dancing in morning's embrace,
Enchanting, captivating, in ethereal grace.

Oh, the quiet yearning that dwells within my soul,
A longing that surpasses any earthly control.
My existence entwined with your celestial presence,
In this clandestine pursuit, I find utmost reverence.

Not a mere morsel can satiate my desire,
Nor can the dawn's first light quell this burning fire.
Through the labyrinthine streets, I endlessly rove,
Lost, yet determined, surrendered to this love.

In every passerby's gait, hope and despair converge,
For only the liquid measure of your footfall can purge,
The ache that consumes, the silence that impels,
Oh, the madness of this yearning, my heart compels.

Like Emily, my words falter and my pen gently weaves,
Threads of emotions, unspoken, that my heart conceives.
With bated breath, I wander this vast expanse,
Hunting for the rhythm of your steps, the ultimate chance.