Literature
Confer to Her
My heart is set afire,
Burning like a pyre.
It burns for only you.
I wished I knew what to do.
At just your namely sound,
My heart really does pound.
It's something rather bitter sweet.
Where Love and Hate do meet.
To see her smile is a real treat.
These feelings knock me off my feet.
Caught of happiness and sadness,
I need her for my gladness.
She is inside my Heart.
And taken it for the most part.
She is inside my mind,
Thoughts of her are not kind.
Still in my mind my memory will rewind,
To a happier time I'd like to find.
She is part of my soul,
Even if she did not know.