Wild Heart

Them nights I lay by you,
Floating way in to my head.
You've already drifted,
As I look at you.
The urge to wrap my arm around you,
But I just don't.
Instead I face away.
A torn sort of love.
I want you,
but I don't just want you.

One thousand and something nights like this.
Not enough to put the fire out.
The one that wants to rage through the trees,
Full of passion and excitement.
Finding and creating trouble,
I longed to be changed.
-Not knowing that meant dampened..

I turn over and face you again,
And I just, love you..
And for another one thousand and something nights,

-I will fight the flames.