What Became Of Me?

I see you over and over in my mind,
Rolling one thought to the next you send me into a spin,
Smell of your skin has me in a trance,
How we meet was a lucky chance,
Holding your hand close to my heart,
The beating takes on its melodic rhythm,
I hold you tight afraid to let go,
Wish I could pause this moment and bring it to a slow.
So sensuous your beauty is to my eyes,
You can look into them and see no lies,
Intone with your soul I let loose my fears,
Looking ahead I see my life becoming clearer.

(11200035)   Copyright © 08/01/2005 Ronil Tataria