Fire.
Like a moth to a flame I am filled with a warm desire
But too close & I will burn.
So though I yearn for your touch
I know more than a thought is much too much…
Instead I’ll watch you from the shadows.
Try to resist the hypnotism of your magnetic sway
All the while growing closer…and closer…each day
Until my inhibitions are all burned away
ॐA.T.ॐ