Is it madness what I feel?
When you’re not around I feel like a deranged fool.
Your touch which I longed for,
Only you can satisfy my hunger.

Is it madness what I feel?
They say it’s an obsession which is not cool.
I’m intoxicated by your mere sight.
Feeling delirious is now my plight.

Is it madness what I feel?
You’re like a nourishment to a dormant seed in the soil.
Your mere touch ignites the fire in me.
You awaken what’s inside me.

Is it madness what I feel?
They say what I feel is Toxic to my soul.
They say one day it will consume me.
This love for me is what supposed to be.

Manic lovers speak of their partners in possessives and superlatives, and feel they “need” their partners. Love is a means of rescue, or a reinforcement of value. – Wikipedia.org

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