This burning sprawling fire,
With a look that could burn me for hours.
Comes and goes,
With the passing of every look upon you.
Everytime I wish to be mean,
Screaming things totally obscene.
I can't be so mean towards you,
It's not fair on my end.
Of you who wishes to be called friend,
Sidestepping so easily on every turn.
You ignore me as I once tried to ignore you,
But again I find.
With memories in line,
In the things that made me fall for you.