Lovesick

Love has finally crept into my rigid heart
To make me sick each time of her absence
With yearning thoughts oft tearing me apart
Leaving me so ill only to heal in her presence

Her sweet memories come with frosty limbs
To remind me of the warmth I feel around her
Her face I would trade all to savor a glimpse
Mindless of the cold I have endured so far

If love is bitter-sweet then her lemonade I drink
With a pint of honey to sate my flaming thirst
About the vastness of my convalescent brink
She is one elixir I crave to have first