Burning Desire
My mind races back and forth
I close my eyes, yet you plague my thoughts
A thief, stealing my meditation
Invading my mind all day long.
Could it be because of your sweet tender voice?
That still rings in my head,
Or because you, a colorful rose, sprung in April?
Standing tall and gorgeous.
I love your self-belief and confidence
And your sparkling white thirty-two.
A statuesque beauty with attractive vanities,
My arms are open wide...
While I painfully await your return,
Remember "crash and burn" while we are apart.
*Crash and Burn by Salvage Garden
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