Poetry Class of 1?

So I am dedicated to write everyday through the end of time. A new form I am trying is syllabic verse, where each line of each stanza has the same # of syllables as the corresponding lines in each other stanza.

Here's my 1st attempt.

Of course it's about a man.

And trust me, he's lush and luscious (but the situation is a tad tricky). Here goes -

"I wonder..."

silly wishing
won't make our
energies disconnect.

question is, will
your sighs on
my earlobes satiate

our tense yearning
and nervous
need to delve and combine?

or should we move
in closer
giving desire her way?