Powder Keg

I wish it so that I could see all ends
Alas, from my gaze, itself, time defends
Even still, I know that we will still be friends.

Your light draws me like a moth to the flame
But for what I feel, I harbor no shame.
A fire in my heart that I cannot tame.

These feelings for long I cannot contain
By them, a dragon may yet still be slain
By emotions conveyed by words too plain.