Infatuation

The clock ticks slow, a steady, mundane beat,
I stand still, lost in the bustling street.
Then, your laughter rings, a melody bright,
Shattering the gray, igniting a vibrant light.
The musk lingers, a phantom’s sweet embrace,
My heart a drum, a frantic, maddened pace.
Ethereal, my love, you’ve blessed my soul.
Before I’m mine, I yearn to be yours whole.
Illuminating my world, you’re the radiant sun,
I’m a shadow by your grace, losing my own definition.
Lost in your eyes, a shimmering sea,
My own reflection fades, consumed by thee.
Like a pilgrim I search your holy presence,
Your smile a blessing, your touch a sacred essence.
My darling you’re divine, a sculpture of perfection,
Your beauty so sublime, a symphony of gold’s reflection.
You’re a rare gem, a hidden oasis in the desert of my life,
A shimmering mirage, a promise to end all strife.
My world I’d lay before your flawless feet,
A meager offering, incomplete, yet sweet.
I yearn to drown in your celestial light,
To be your captive, your possession, your night.

-Vedha Singh