Am I Mad?

Taste you on my lips.
Feel you with my fingertips.
Your voice makes my heart beat quick.
Swear I feel you give a lick…
Up my neck like you once did.
Reminding me you were anything but mid.

Recollection that I wish would go away.
Why have thoughts of you returned to me?
Is this real, are you back on the scene?
Hopefully this is all but a dream.

Smell you as I try to sleep.
Then your touch begins to creep.
Soft breath hits the back of my neck.
I cannot help but turn and check.
But you are not right there.
Frustrated I turn back and simply stare.

Recollection that I wish would go away.
Why have thoughts of you returned to me?
Is this real, are you back on the scene?
Hopefully this is all but a dream.