How can I confess,
The perplexity of the way you make me feel.
The way your soul indelibly connects with mine;
Or the way my thoughts devour you.

The way your words caress my insides;
The way your laugh brings warmth to my chest.
Like a fire that blazes so luminously,
You are my light.

I had once said,
That we are taught not to play with fire.
But I'd gladly get burnt,
*If it meant eternity with you.