Passion of Him

Seeking the inside passion of His heart never to be seen by my eyes
Lusting for His embrace of strength and that will never to touch me
His grey eyes haunts me like a shadow every time my eyes close
Searching the comfort of Him in my abyss of torment I call life
Craving His soul to intertwine with mine only for a single moment
In my storming dark sea of rage if only He could be my light
Hopping to let Him go He always comes back stronger then before
One hour with him talking to me I would give my last breath
Hiding His heart behind a wall He could understand me deeply
As the feelings grow I weaken in pain as days pass without Him
Reality sinks in every night yet He does not know I am alive

             ~NOEL~