Everywhere I look, I see you.
Faces passing by never smile as you do.
Knowing eyes, I can see through,
yet unfathomable as ocean so blue.
Gesture of confidence bids a second glance
rare in a man bearing typical appearance.
Why do I feel this is a given chance?
Because attraction rules no bounds of distance.
Heaving a deep sigh in muted silence,
confer queries hovering in naked acquiescence.
Answers don't need much intelligence,
since reality check relates tangible essence.
Shaking off the thoughts of your images
defies the truth of growing need for ages.
If imagination could only unfold pages
It becomes an open book that needs no adages.
An attraction so intense and profound akin to a never ending pain . . . .
