Circles of Metaphors

Trying to figure you out is like living in the Ice Age, My love for you is like a dream escapade. Tears dropping are more constant than a Tsunami, Us together is like a cat and mouse game. Emotions erupt ten times more than a Volcano spewing out hot lava, Talking and being around you helps me relax like a hard worker after a long day dips in the sauna. Between me staying and trying to leave is like a game of tug of war, You've got me running around in circles of metaphors. Thoughts that are in my mind rips and runs around like a savage entering into a village, The things that you have said and have done are more exquisite than a spillage. Trying to put my guard back up is like trying to recharge a dead battery; it is a lost cause. Hiding feelings is like hiking through the woods and getting lost. There are times when you hurt my heart worst than getting hit with a cannon, and there are other times when you have my head so high in the clouds that I am avoiding the landing. Passion and our intimate closeness is like stealing candy from a baby; maybe I'm a kleptomaniac, Strong sexual desires towards one another cause me to wonder if I have taken aphrodisiac. The history between us and others is like trying to distinguish between the sun and the universe; it is un comparable. Boy I am running around in circles of metaphors. Stars can be seen when I look into your eyes, The problem is looking away because it feels like my body shuts down and I am paralyzed. Getting closer to you might as well be like the Earth revolving around the Sun, Staying away from you could be compared to a starving person waiting for lunch. Your smile, laugh, and personality sticks to me like Kryptonite, Your looks, Your voice, and physique has paved a memory in my life. What we have has already kindled from a spark into a fire, Your strong-willed and ambitions to move forward in success has left a capacious room of desire. This thing that we have goes back and forth, But this is our circle of metaphors.