Sparks Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Within this conversation
explores a situation
forms a love
It wasn't automatic
I have become an addict
Can't get enough

You're the one I have chosen
You'll feel warmth of devotion
You're the one I want
You're the one I have chosen
You'll feel warmth of devotion
You're the one I need

Known you about awhile now
I've fallen and I don't know how
It is not my imagination
It's just an observation
Of what I see

Sparks of light into the sky
hearts will glow, fourth of july
kiss me
watch me
come alive