The empty ache of loneliness A hollow emptiness
A desperate want For their caress
To fill the void Left by invisibility
Butterflies flutter When you meet their gaze
Knees weaken, just for a second As they brush past
Then light-headedness When you smell their scent
Then later In the quiet of the night
The empty void of want Loins aching for them
Then hollow emptiness The constant companion
The loneliness Of unrequited love