Burning Desire

My mind races back and forth I close my eyes, yet you plague my thoughts A thief, stealing my meditation Invading my mind all day long. Could it be because of your sweet tender voice? That still rings in my head, Or because you, a colorful rose, sprung in April? Standing tall and gorgeous. I love your self-belief and confidence And your sparkling white thirty-two. A statuesque beauty with attractive vanities, My arms are open wide... While I painfully await your return, Remember "crash and burn" while we are apart. *Crash and Burn by Salvage Garden