title...just a title

It a title just a title
And this is a poem, just a poem
no words can describe how you make me feel
I become the moon, catching a last glimpse of the sun as i fade away.
I become the untameable, to convince myself you havent taken over me
I become the graceful flame, weaving in and out of your thoughts
But Im a girl, just a girl
and youre a boy, just a boy
no words can describe how you make me feel
Youre the sunshine on the water, never in the same place, yet always there
Youre the light at the end of the tunnel, that keeps me from giving up
Your that little pinpric of light behind my eyelids when i close them,
when you tell me to wake up from my dreams
and see you again
But the title is just a title
the poem is just a poem
no words can describe how i feel about you