How I love you

Its better to tell you how
Your absence makes me forlorn
Ever more despondent now
Rending my soul so its torn

I think of you when I wake
Last thing when I lay at night
All day long for you I ache
I freely embrace my plight

Seeing you makes me want more
Your pleasure is what I crave
No other do I adore
Making me passion’s slave

A better question I spy
Not how nor why, but should I