Could I ever define the contradiction

That pulses through my mind?

Is it possible to explain the feelings

That your heart provokes to mine?

The temptation to be near you,

The desire to bide afar.

The smile on my lips that begs to hide

Knowing you'll always be who you are.

An unexpected amazing;

Like midnight lit by the sun.

A welcome being of torment;

A summer storm when the day is done.

Like a thrill that burns in your chest

And you long to be left at ease.

Or felicitous disquiet

Of contentment finally siezed.

But with all this indecision,

My heart still aches for you.

When the days go by without your touch,

My green eyes begin to turn blue.

My love, do not disknow this,

Moonstruck though I may be.

Roses with thorns may be classic,

But wildflowers, ravaged with beauty.