Thursday, 2 September 2010

Captive of Desire

She looks at me with teasing eyes
And I feel caught within that gaze.
The thought of guilt upon me preys
That I should so desire her prize.

But you who fill my earth and sky,
By you alone I'm truly caught,
For you are in my every thought,
My one fierce longing till I die.

She may seduce my outer part
And leave her love bite on my nape,
But time I hope would heal the scrape
And cure the wound of Cupid's dart.

For I'm your captive from the start,
My body is your shield and drape
And from your love I can't escape,
For you, fair Lady, hold my heart.