You know the feeling when your skin crawls from too much closeness, when your throat aches from too much laughter, and the way a pair of eyes can pierce your heart straight through each ventricle like a champagne explosion in your chest? You know that lip biting frustration that slips under your collar and wriggles down into your stomach, burrowing a hole so deep your teeth automatically clench? Or the soft lips that you love contrasted with those long make-out sessions you crave? You know close quarters and quiet corners? Then you know the madness of being in love.

Witch Baby

For my witchy ways you've paid.
Loads of toads with whom I've stayed
Couldn't spell out the spell to bind me.
Then you came,
with your potion to say the incantation to tame
my witchy ways.
Those words I cast
to scare away my past
turned my world into darkness
and those things that once made me glow,
then made a witch baby feel so low.
It took time and my heart beat slow.
Those witch baby ways are tough you know...