It's Like a Burning Passion

It's like a burning pasion
deep inside my heart:
to always want to be with you,
to feel the pain you're going through,
to help you with each step you take
--examine your heart so that it will not break.

It's like a memory that won't go away;
can't wait to recall it on another day.
A moment I wait for that goes by so fast.
A question I think of but never quite ask.

You're a flying soul who's wandering around
by the locks and chains by which you are bound.
How I wish that I could find the key
for maybe then you would love me.

You're a pin that's dropped in a silent room.
You're a flower who's gone beyond its full bloom.
You're a heart almost full, but missing a piece
--a beautiful butterfly no one could release.

An obsession for which there is not a cure.
An addiction I have, of which I'm needing more.
A tear that is falling just right into place.
A smile that you never want to leave your face.

A scar on my skin which I'll always bear proud;
a pride in a world where it is not allowed.
A scribble that somehow is a work of art.
Two hands that are held in which never will part.

You're everything good, and synonyms towards...
you just really cannot describe it in words.
This feeling I know that I'm feeling toward you
can only be equaled by "I love you, too..."

[Edited: 19 Nov 18]