Her Power (From spike to Buffy)

Is it your hair?
The way that it falls like petals from a rose
to the cold stoney floor, down your back
From the strong roots that clasp you head.
Is it the eyes?
The way they look at me with such distaste
Even when I'm helping you, being there
They burn onto me like the sun's harmful rays.

How can I change?
To be right for you Buffy, the one,
To be there for you and to love you like
Angel did, the way you wished Riley would still.
How can I fulfill your needs?
The desires that only someone like me could quench,
On the nights when you are cold and alone,
When I could be with you, to make you feel right again.

Is it your power?
Like my power?
Like my desire?
Uncontrollable.