Infatuation Thy Name is Torture

Yes! this IS infatuation,
Give into it,
Lust rules above money and God,
Embrace it,
He doesn't know, but feel like he does,
It's powerful, it's engulfing, its fire!
Mind is an almighty organ,
It plays wonderful games,
It feels his touch on your back,
It feels his breath mixing with yours,
As if you both are entwined in rapturous passion,
Infatuation is torturous,
Knowing he can never be yours,
Your heart aches,
With oh! so sweet a pain,
Make it a part of you,
It's something that is his that you own,
Love it,
Fall in love with it,
Yes! this IS infatuation.


Written: 23/01/2010