You....

Thoughts of you stir my inner being.
As my mind transgresses back to another time, I see memories of yesteryear and yesterday intertwined. And the chemistry that makes its presence ever known rears its’ head at every possible opportunity. And as I stand close to you I feel heat…Even though your mind says cold…For I know the cold is just a facade and underneath all that cold is so much flame.

The slightest touch or the faintest whisper evokes passion of a third degree. My eyes see colors of purples, reds and blues whenever they lay sight on you. And all those colors in one person’s aura can only represent hot, cool, calm and profound.

As I try to explain all the floods of emotion, it never comes out quite right…I really don’t know what to say, how to say, or why I’m saying it. I ask for patience as my heart explodes onto you…The complex nature of my deepest passions can only be viewed as confusion by you…But I’m not confused at all. I know exactly what I want and what all this represents…As you run I chase, I become bewildered by your contradiction. Not knowing what to make of the hesitation. Feeling paralyzed by confrontation. Praying for relaxation and hoping I’m not causing vexation. All these things equate my fascination with you. Your demeanor mimics a quiet storm. I’m caught in the whirlwind of your daily cycle… And one second, minute, hour, day, or week doesn’t go by without me breathing you, living you, wanting you…