My Reason To Live

Your touch burns my skin,

Makes my legs feel paper thin,

My heart begins to race,

At the small trace,

Of your fingertips running up my arms,

It sounds off alarms,

When the touch disappears,

My body craves more,

Like my lungs need oxygen,

I need more of the love you have given.

I need your smile,

Just stay a while,

Let me rest in your arms,

Listen to the beat of your heart that alway charms,

For without you there is no reason,

For me to go on.