///Feverish///

Between my mind and soul a war is fought
Every second; every moment, however,
The discordance in the opinion about you-
Never resolves in them.

Only at the times where I feel feverish
My soul succumbs to my mind
To the thoughts of you;
To the mesmerising grey-blue eyes of you.

When I'm feverish,
When I'm out of my breath,
When I feel like fainting,
And when all my head is blurry,
All I want and desire is you.

When I'm feverish,
I think of our sweet memories
Which soon escapes my eyes,
And roll my cheeks to kiss my lips-
leaving its lingering bitter taste.