My minutes turn to hours,
me thinking of her,
her magnificence,
her sweet innocence,
the way she moves,
the way she kisses
& some might think it to be
a waste of my precious time
to think of such things,
this burning infatuation
that leads me
to such
a fiery crescendo.

O darling,
I am on fire!

And if she only knew
the unlimited passion,
this sizzling desire
I possess,
I just know,
she would
turn back the hands of time
& waste me not.