How easy it is for you to free
The passions bottled up in me
Memories of a time long gone
Trying hard to just move on.
You're a shadow in my mind
In a corner hard to find
You're the storm that will not end
In the guise of "just a friend".
My body tingles from your name
An ancient voice from passion's flame
Your memory holds me deep within
So tight it makes my head to spin
I long once more to feel you near
The words "I Love You" just once to hear
Your power o'er me has never died
But then I never truly tried.
Promptly Questioned
300 questions for the fiction writer to answer
