I’m not under an illusion,
you weren’t sent from up above.
But what makes my heart beat faster?
Well, it simply isn’t love.
I make my own decisions in life
and I really don’t follow fashion,
but though you pervade my thoughts and dreams,
well, it simply isn’t passion.
I just want to be in your presence
and to see you is a must.
Your embrace is what l long for most,
but this simply isn’t lust.
I cannot function day to day,
you’re everywhere it seems.
Yet when l close my eyes to sleep,
you’re right there in my dreams.
I can’t summise how you make me feel,
though it’s fuzzy, warm and whole.
For you touch my heart,
you liberate my mind and
you infiltrate my soul.