To me the symptoms, by which it provokes.
You provoke them in me.
Before my face, passed a spirit,
The hair stood up, on my flesh.
My thoughts to keep, my thoughts to watch over.
My memory strays into,
An image of you, warms my skin.
This particular symptom is accompanied,
By a shiver down my spine.
A constriction of my throat,
In my eyes, a precipitation of water.
Like a spear that goes through me,
Everything that reminds me.
Reminds me of You.
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