"You make me feel, You make me feel, You make me feel.."
Perfect.
And if I'm perfectly honest I can't help it.
All my attempts at being disaffected
Are utterly demolished,
When faced with your affection.
An emotional obsession,
That though I've tried to purge
Has become a constant urge
To be within your presence.

In essence,
Its the aura you give off,
Every defense I have is lost.
And I'm swept up in emotion
While you exercise no motion
Except to face me with your gaze.

Afflicted with the burn,
I must acknowledge or turn away
Though my heart demands I stay
My mind simply utters 'Fool!,
Surely those eyes do not see you.'
And so go on my way

With a clenching in my chest
Although my heart distressed
Remains afloat,
Choosing no response except to hope.

Leaving the door ajar
For my soul's Home