you are the magic!

It amazes me sometimes too deep,
of how little i have desires of things to keep,
how insanely simple my soul can be,
and the only few things my eyes wishes to see.
yet there is you in my dreams,
your name that I only scream,
and the feelings you stir up inside of me,
leaves me a helpless, hopeless romantic I’d be.
i know you are the magic,
i know you are the pixie dust,
because all the love and all the lust,
you ignite in me the flames of guilt,
of wildness and pleasure in me that builts,
until i am about to explode in madness,
the madness a whisper or two it'd be,
but the storm it rages inside of me,
almost a second closer to losing i'd be.
But you are the magic,
i repeat again,
so much power over me you restrain,
and with a single puff it's gone,
all the swellings in my heart,
and all the heartstrings that you pull,
and the crazy storm in my head,
i am now the calm soul that seeks no solace.