An Innocent Desire

You are my an innocent Desire
For that I can cross any fire,
But you are you,
Matter only for you who are with you 
I think a tiny thought crawling in any core of your heart,
By force or your will, you suppress it or shut. 
You care a little of cupid's victims,
Impatience, eagerness and quickness are symptoms.
I am here, you are too
See who will win me or you.