I’ve been ensnared by love for you, <br />Your sleeplessness, your moodiness, <br />Your poetry of a hundred broken hearts, <br />Your youthfulness worshipping music <br />And tipping your glass of merriment <br />To imaginary gods of spontaneity <br />As you step with friends from a bar into the moonlight. <br /> <br />Love arises gradually <br />Like the smoke of the sweet incense <br />That your younger sister bought for you <br />At the astral store of mystical charms <br />Until it entirely infiltrates the heart <br />Like incense eventually perfumes <br />Every room of the house. <br /> <br />Age and distance create obstacles <br />To romantic embraces; <br />But what obstacles could be more severe <br />Than the lingering loneliness <br />Of slowly moving tenacious tears <br />Already clouding our lives?<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-ve-been-ensnared-by-love-for-you/
