I got lost in the infinity of her eyes. <br />A vision one could never despise. <br />She held me, and I held back. <br /> <br />I get lost quite often, and not of my own will <br />And although I try to stay the path, <br />I cannot simply sit still. <br /> <br />I got lost in the fragrance of her words. <br />A smell so sweet, propelling me upwards. <br />She held me, and I held back. <br /> <br />I get lost once or twice, and when I do, I find peace, <br />And although I try to stay the path, <br />I cannot simply cease. <br /> <br />I got lost in the sweetness of her skin. <br />A taste so sumptuous it made me spin. <br />She held me, and I held back. <br /> <br />I get lost, led astray, by things that seem best for me, <br />And although I try to stay the path, <br />I find myself lost, again, suddenly. <br /> <br />I got lost in the warmth of her thought. <br />A feeling as hot as what my recklessness brought. <br />She held me, and I held back. <br /> <br />I get lost in the infinity of her eyes, <br />A vision one could never despise. <br />I find myself lost again suddenly, <br />As lost as she who was best for me.<br /><br />Warren Augustus de Guzman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ojos-infinitos/
