why am I a slave when my heart speaks in front of you,
soundless words blank gazes silly smiles all hidden and always in lieu,
the burning ember of something wonderful melts my being in awe watching that eye with an almond hue,
trembling soul floating minds reveries of of a serene moment reality in adieu,
You own my every seconds of the day,
the thought of seeing you guides my journey placing it astray,
caught in your gossamer to be near you is where I always wish to stay,
blissful it would be to relinquish everything than losing a single moment without you it would be so dreary,
Why do I pluck those blossoms of implore,
to emulate it with such a beauty that I truly adore,
humbled still the rosy petals by such a facade only Aphrodite could claim and clamor,
prodding eve wishing that in her gardens I could find an equal an could explore,