I am obsessed
with you,
possessed
by you.
My life revolves around
our
brief
encounters,
our sweet,
secretive
rendezvous,
a planet
turning
on its axis,
an earth
encircling
the
sun,
an
object
around a center.
A
center.
For you are my center.
You are my sun.
I ceaselessly
hover
about
you,
busily rotate,
around you,
stealing glimpses
of you,
basking in the glow
of you,
unable to break free
from you
to rid
myself
of you
to leave
you,
to leave
you.
Not that I would ever
want to,
I need you.
I need you.
I need you
to
continue
to pull me
towards you,
forever
drawing me
to
you.
Seducing
me.
Sucking
me
in.
Closer.
Closer.
Let me be burnt
by the flame
of
you,
the very sight
of
you,
the feel
of you,
It would not matter
to me.
It would not matter
to me.
I love
you.
I love
you.