ENAMOURED

I became enamoured when I saw your green eyes,
Your flowing blonde locks lay so softly.
Warmth radiates from your smile, 
I  am hopelessly bound to your face.

Your likeness thrills me, yet fills me,
With an emotion I have not had before,
I liken your lips to the dewey rose's petals.
Soft yet tenderly pressed to mine. 

When you leave a room, so goes my joy with you.
For, I have become enamoured by your presence 
Your lips becko0n mine each time we meet.
For our love is burning with fervent heat.

Tis you I love and live for, how can anyone ask
For my heart is laid open for thee,
The soft whisper loudly calls me from the depths,
The depths of my slumber, I make haste to you

For I have been enamoured by your grace,
I long to hold your body close to mine as I kiss,
Your lips sweeter than wine pressing against mine.
Enamoured when I first laid my eyes upon you. 

My heart is lonely since you have gone,
No more enamoured, what a drag.