When I Think- K.N. Lee

When I Think K.N. Lee
When I thinkI think too muchYour eyesYour lipsYour scentYour touchI thirst for moreI yearnIt burnsThis effervescence Your smileIts curvesSweet sounds of melodySlip from your lips and smother meCool gazes lingerOf blues and greenMy heart is captured Your heart is free