My eyes met yours and,
Like a tear descending
I fall deep into the oceans of their depth-
This is it, this is the end of me,
Your embrace is the end of me
And the beginning of an eroding obsession-
My love, it is amazing that
so insignificant a look, a touch
Can cause such searing anquish, such fiery pleasure
And force me to come back for more, compel me to come back
For more-
You have become my addiction-affliction, my favorite infatuation
Like a sickness that spreads, a psychosis in my head-
And I, I am content to wallow in the sweet agony
Of your every movement, every moment
Knowing that you do not see what I do, do not feel
What I do
You do not love me the way I love you-
Al I ask is to be able to keep that momentary glow, that passing glance
And bind it to my heart forever-
My obsession, my soul, my Love...
How I long to hear you speak my name
 
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