Fill me till I bloom, fill me till I expand -
Other way around;
For flowers may bloom, without expanding,
And balloons expand while never blooming.

The sight of it - of you -
Out of the corner of my eye,
Full frontal or in
Profile, tells my heart to beat as fast as it can, and

Faster still, for
I feel -
And know the feeling,
Although I wish it weren't what I know it to be or,

At least,
That I had never felt it before and
Maybe never will,
So I can rest -

So I can close my eyes
And sleep,
And wake from slumber refreshed, galvanized,
In heart as well as mind.

A reason to wake up, in the morning,
To wake and to jump up, to have them exclaim
"Such energy!", just an unexplainable dersire
To hurry and be there, already -

And then I'm there
And soon regret it
For the sight of you...
The sight of you, unfairly,

Fills me, feeds me,
Addicts me so that a minute is not enough,
I need an hour and will not get it, which
I know that I know from the start -

For when I'm there,
I soon regret it,
For the sight of you...
The sight of you, you see - pun not intended -

The sight of you, in profile,
Full-frontal or from afar
The sight of you makes my heart run wild,
My mind hurry, my head spin, and

I wish I could
Control it, wish I could
Face you and
Find some way

To win the battle for my heart.