Circles of Metaphors
Trying to figure you out is like living in the Ice Age,
My love for you is like a dream escapade.
Tears dropping are more constant than a Tsunami,
Us together is like a cat and mouse game.
Emotions erupt ten times more than a Volcano spewing out hot lava,
Talking and being around you helps me relax like a hard worker after a long day
dips in the sauna.
Between me staying and trying to leave is like a game of tug of war,
You've got me running around in circles of metaphors.
Thoughts that are in my mind rips and runs around like a savage entering into a
village,
The things that you have said and have done are more exquisite than a spillage.
Trying to put my guard back up is like trying to recharge a dead battery; it is a lost
cause.
Hiding feelings is like hiking through the woods and getting lost.
There are times when you hurt my heart worst than getting hit with a cannon,
and there are other times when you have my head so high in the clouds that I am
avoiding the landing.
Passion and our intimate closeness is like stealing candy from a baby; maybe
I'm a kleptomaniac,
Strong sexual desires towards one another cause me to wonder if I have taken
aphrodisiac.
The history between us and others is like trying to distinguish between the sun
and the universe; it is un comparable.
Boy I am running around in circles of metaphors.
Stars can be seen when I look into your eyes,
The problem is looking away because it feels like my body shuts down and I am
paralyzed.
Getting closer to you might as well be like the Earth revolving around the Sun,
Staying away from you could be compared to a starving person waiting for lunch.
Your smile, laugh, and personality sticks to me like Kryptonite,
Your looks, Your voice, and physique has paved a memory in my life.
What we have has already kindled from a spark into a fire,
Your strong-willed and ambitions to move forward in success has left a
capacious room of desire.
This thing that we have goes back and forth,
But this is our circle of metaphors.
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