I find

Im not one to talk much about love but I find myself engulfed in thoughts of pure lust
Lust for the love I want in my life & lust for the feelings that I want to arise
I find myself longing for a touch, or a taste,
longing for a kiss or for that head over heels feeling accompanied by love to embrace
I find myself wanting intellectual intimacy that connects us better than that which comes physically
I find desires of such intimacy becoming breathtakingly real to me.
Night dreams become day dreams that become fantasies leaving my mind in a heightened frenzie
I find myself  entranced in your could be physique, your aura, your aroma, and how it would tantalize me
I find myself seeing myself in a light unseen, having deminished my hard exterior becoming vulnerable for your eyes to see, synonymous to a new born baby bearing all my perfect imperfections so you can really see me.
I find that such desires more than likely will go unseen for the quality of those charged to fulfill them have diminished to levels of utter disbelief.