I wrote this for a really good friend of mine...I love him with everything in my soul, though I suspect he doesn't know... I got lost in your eyes, and I'm not sure I can ever be found again. I began to melt when you smiled, and I fear that there's no turning back. One look from you, and I get shaky in the knees. You make me weak. But I like it. I like feeling like I have no control over myself when I see you. And what I would give to feel your touch. I imagine that with one caress of your hands I would be consumed with passion and stay that way forever. You make me burn with need, so powerful and so strong that I believe that if fire were ever set to my skin, it would be cool compared to the heat that you would generate. And if that moment ever comes, I fear I would be lost in your eyes forever, because I wouldn't want to be found. © Heather Bush
