Touched By Your Flame

The draft came and went I wanted to sit here crying alone I nearly had a fit there Why is it that when you want something bad You can't ever touch it, not even ...so sad I wanted your sweet your kiss your desire You were so much higher the dance was so dire I did what I wanted you did away too I draft here and ponder my life is so damned I must be a fool You were so desired your touch was like fire Claimed me and melted all ice was so damned by it I know you are youthful despised by no ..one I want to be truthful desire you My blinding..sun I was burned softly not by a flame but by your simple touch so ...so much shame I wanted you badly I wanted to love I've got to be turned now and dance with you...my dove Even while knowing your touch will leave me moaning through the desperate haze I fly out of my maze and burn it down gently by the touch of your grace.