Blondie

Looking for your face
Where it could never be
I'm following a trail that only I can see
Blazing waves of heat
I press on in tiny bursts of speed
Caught in my pursuit
I play the fetishistic mission
The longing that I feel drives me mad in your direction
Nailed by something cute I tear it out with microsurgical precision
Incender
Put some gas on the embers
Lightning goes to ground
Incender
Crazy fool on a bender
Striking the ground
Burning me down
Double take
Left with an aftertaste
I look again
Was it your face?
Double take
I'm in an altered state
I look again
Was it really you?
Another flash of face igniting and familiar
Pulls me by the eye to the perimiter
Riveting my gaze
Is that your face in the crowd?