What This Is

This is a desire,
I wish not to hold,
A desire to make my heart tingle,
Like a rose in the cold.

This is a feeling,
I can not comprehend,
Is this love real,
Or is it pretend.

This is a collision,
Like when two cars collide,
A miscellany, so confusing,
It jumbles my thoughts up inside.

This is a wanting,
An ambition so deep,
Winning my heart over,
Leaving me in defeat.

So I ask you what this is,
For on my own, I cant decide,
Help me contain it,
Release my strive.

©Hind Kasem..(read/rate/comment.) kthnx.