Burning Desire

I move towards him in a darkened room,
And join many others including someone close whom,
Asks him for something, for us both I assume,
He draws nearer and I see magic of which I cannot become imune.
Great round pools of the deepest depth are his big brown eyes,
With the most magnificent colour and sparkle of which no one could
despise,
So wonderful, I want to dive in and see the things he spies,
All I can do is gaze into him, every other sense of mine dies.
His hair is of the richest and darkest shade,
And at the front there are a few fairer streaks displayed,
He's so irresistable that he's deadly, as deadly as a blade,
A wonderful feeling of burning desire rushes through me, a feeling I
couldn't trade.
His smile lights up the world and especially me,
It makes his eyes glitter like diamonds, so brilliant to see,
His voice is music to my ears, I can recognise it wherever I happen to
be,
To know that I am breathing in what he exhales, means so much to
me.
From heavenly fanticies I land with a thump back to reality,
And now his tall and masculine body is not so near to me,
I take what's on the side, and turn away quickly,
I retrace my eager steps and look for a space which is empty.
Later that night he returns one of my looks, of which there were
many,
But in a mixture of emotions, I look away too suddenly,
All I can think about all night long is he,
I realise an addiction for him has planted itself into me.