Passion

I have a passion for passion

The way your eyes can ignite

Like Christmas lights 

When I ask all the right questions

About your aspirations 

The way that passion can drive

You to the horizon

Of the land that 

Only you could imagine

At first

It's a thirst

It's a lust for life 

That you light up 

To keep yourself going 

It's enough 

To know that you got enough

To fuel your soul till you die

Makes me want to hold on even more

To the one who can walk alone 

I'd want to be the passion

But I only watch you 

After

I'd never thought that love can find its way
Within the line between my sober and drunk state
The realness of you came like a storm

You asked me why I always look so sad

After so many times of being thrown to shame
From your lips I will soberly restrain
I hope I made you feel embarrassed

Give me your taste of realness again

Otherwise Engaged

Ridiculous
You tell me
I wouldn't kiss you anyway
even if I weren't
otherwise engaged

Believe me,
I understand
I wasn't a small boy yesterday
running about, love-sick,
wanting you and maybe her

That's stupid
You go on
It's possible you're quite amused
Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe you would kiss me

Don't be afraid
You whisper
I want to hold your hand
just as you want, so much,
my tender lips

I wish deeply
That it's not a joke
Your words and motions comfort
but emotions are a game
You play me like a child.