Lovesick

Lovesick like never before
Is making me grow sore.
Ill to my stomach, a pain in my chest,
Last thing I want is to rest
Without you beside me in bed,
My face becoming warm and red. 
Symptoms passion and pain, 
I feel I may go lame. 
Miracle for healing all I pray,
Take my breath away-
Fervor in my fever. 
How can I shiver and burn?
How you make me yearn. 
Can I expect the worst,
Will I die of thirst 
Without a kiss
Or even be missed?
Fervor in my fever. 
Lovesick like never before
Has got me needing more 
Of that healing touch-
Be my crutch.