Invisible forces that bind me to you, are -
Like selfish vines, thorns that inxtoicate me with,
Obsession, madness, irrational doubt.
Vulgar desires sully my mind with your form,
Every inch of you has been mapped in my dreams.
You'll learn in time, that your hold on me is too strong.
Only death can sever these vines you gave to me.
Until then, sweet torture you'll stay put in my heart.

That was wonderful. I love these types of poems and you did it really well. The title I think should be changed to something a bit more powerful, but the words themselves in the poem was quite amazing! I agree with the above user. Golden star! I loved the last line, it sent shivers up my spine!