Dream of her

She has you on the verge of calling her,
You can't text, it's just too soon,
You feel for her,
Like a moth for the flame,
Your drawn to her!
Her passion, it consumes you,
It overwhelms,
Like a rocket,
It blows your atmosphere,
All you can do is dream.
Dream of the time you want with her,
Dream, of her touch,
And in that bliss,
Loose control,
And make it real,
Real to you
And real to her.
And then when the flame dies,
Remember...
Remember her kiss,
Her taste,
And the way she felt.
Then you will be satisfied,
For then you will be in love...