I seek raw passion
And high romance
I seek a performance on the stage
That is no mere pretence
No, no
I seek me
I see her with no limitations
I seek her passion
And her fervent desire for knowledge and passion
God, what has happened to her?
I do not wish for flames and fury
And anguish and despair
Or vigorous words lashing into the air
No, no
I do not seek to succumb to this baffled nature of merely existing
******!
I want to be filled with a burning blaze
I want my voice to beam
And scream out to every ear that wants it to be heard
And even those who lack the desire to hear me
Will hear my mighty roar!
I will fly out and watch their meek faces
I will be filled with passion again
I wish to see her reflecting in that parallel universe
And breathe her breath of life again
She who believes in daisies and magic
And faery power
Of high romance
Who believed in being in love
So ardently and truly
She was blazing
She was purely beautiful
I seek to be her
I seek her blazing fire
I seek
Her Passion and Romance.