I can feel it growing,
A smoldering smell fills me.
My pulse working overtime,
Overheating...His smile, his laugh,
The way he makes me blush.
I feel the thick layers of my heart,
Tingling as they melt.My breath catches,
The burning begins to hurt.
The pain growing slowly,
As does my desire.The pain slowly morphs,
Becoming a deep happiness again.
The flames become consistent,
But always growing stronger.