Rendezvous

my mind is flooded by thoughts of you
so completely that they refuse to let anything else enter
the concentration is so limited yet it makes me feel so blue
that everything else needs to break through

I struggle to read and understand
stories and poems that currently time doth demand
striving to prevent you from entering my head
I fail each time; Ah! what a shame, what a difficult path to tread

Seconds,minutes,hours and days
the curfew begins and heavily upon me it weighs
I let the desire and the feelings grow
for the day we shall have our rendezvous