My desire for you is despicable, It torments me
I want you so much, it consumes my soul
Like flames engulfing me head to toe
Like a moth attracted to its own end
I am scared and I run at the slightest touch
But like the moth I want it all that much
We are destined to clash and erupt in flames
Burned to ashes and eternal disdain
Wandering Existence 
Beautiful! 🙂
Thanks 😀