Love,

You remind me of the wind

I open a door and you rush in

Then twirl around for just a bit

Before leaving again in a fit

You fan the flames of my desire

Then extinguish the burning fire

Impossible to catch or hold

Will you stay before I’m old?

I’ve always been a fan of yours

And often found one to adore

Yet you’ve not found me worthy

Of giving me any security

No, you continue to play your games

Ever causing me deeper pains

When all I want is to sit and rest

And I do not mean to be a pest

But I will continue to chase you more

And I will ever leave open my door

So you know you’re always welcome