Admiration

By Prasheel Mathray

I couldn't believe my eyes; such beauty,

As if sculpted by God Himself.

Your eyes—they hold depths beyond my imagination,

Breaking the laws of physics, bending my world around you.

The way you speak; are those some sort of incantations?

You have me under your spell with so little effort.

Funny how my ability to speak just shuts down, just by looking at you.

Luckily, I have enough composure to keep myself from fainting.

How is it that this cold heart now craves warmth?

The warmth of your love, slowly melting me away.

For the first time, I have no clue what to do,

I suppose I'll let your trance drift me to ecstasy.

I hope Cupid’s arrow finds you,

Or else, I'll take up the bow myself.

How could I let Gru steal the moon,

When my moon is you?

The grace you hold and the beauty you portray,

Surely, that is why God gifted me the power to play with words.

To describe to the world the little things so often overlooked,

Overlooked in the haste of the rat race to find their one forever.

For now, I'll go on with my endeavour, my darling of dreams;

Take care of yourself and leave me a chance to pamper you.

By Prasheel Mathray