The Romantic

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.