My Strongest Weakness

My Strongest Weakness

Do you recognise the symptoms
Of this terminal weakness?
The goosebumps?
The mirrored eyes?
The sleepless nights?
Our fingers still fit together
Like the long lost pieces of a jigsaw
Then separate until the next time
We wish to see the picture
Do you feel the incompleteness?
The eyes filling, filtering the vision
From the tongues sting?
Do I captivate you? As you do me?
I 'm drugged within your aura
To the obliteration of my own colours
I'm sick of black and white.
And you?