Infected

I'm sick
With desire
For self worth
Looking to others
Will never quench it

Do the antibodies lie in actions?
For I have done the unknown.
(My sighs run deeper than yours
Against me)

Have I discovered the answer?
My explorations have delved deep
Too close
Perhaps
For sight
I must go on touch alone
Though feeling confuses me

Now the feeling is gone
Numb and empty I go on
But not really
I cry

The feeling rushes back again
With forced heat
Fierce eyes
Flushed cheeks
Unkissed remain

But they wait
Much too long