When hypnotised eyes only
search for signs in depths of dilated
pupils of he who would be able
to drive you blind;
When courage overtakes you
unafraid and tempted enveloped
by veils of overwhelming heat
craving for inebriated contact;
When all you can think of is his smile,
voice, words, body, and fantasy
imposes his silent presence even
in his roaring absence;
When blistering fire burns
you from inside hindering
breathing panting merely conceiving
his touch on longing skin;
When individuality extinguishes,
ambitions evolve making duty
his happiness afore anything
for his would be yours;
It is impossible to ignore
or deny the devouring feeling
whispering repeatedly to your hungry
stomach ‘You are in love’.
[Featured painting: The Kiss, Gustav Klimt, 1907 – 1908]