The Burning Rose
Like a rose,
You blossom to such beauty,
That makes me,
Awe in such amazement.
Like a fire inside me,
My heart burns with warmth,
And pounds in a race.
How did you do this?
Why are you in my head?
Can you not leave?
As the little boy,
I once was,
I am once again,
Shy and bashful,
I am frozen,
And scared,
To talk to you.
Why can’t I forget you?
Is this true?
I think,
I Love You.