This poem tells the feelings that I go through when I'm around a special person.
Thoughts of the life we will have together.
A life that is currently non-existent.
A figment of my imagination that I can see very clearly.
Lord grant me this one wish.
The internal feeling that'll burst through my body when she tells me " I do."
That martial fulfillment that you require of me.
Her presence is like a fire.
It consumes my very thought process.
She leaves her mark in every place possible,
And all I'm left with is the residue of her work.
Mental exhaustion and emotional trauma.
After leaving her presence seems to be the only place that I can call home.
But I never fight it.
I seem to enjoy her destruction of my mental focus.
Maybe one day her destructive presences will turn into rivers of shared passion.
Then maybe I can finally get to that place formally known as peace of mind.