Attraction

eyes meet,
it is like a touch...
a spark...
----------------Attraction

the touch of the eyes
was as if,
it was...
------------------ Infatuation

the flame of her body is felt,
his breath starts igniting...
------------------ Love

she touches him like a whisper,
as if silence is mixed in her eyes,
he prays, a little consciously,
a little unconsciously...
------------------ Reverence

he is entangled on her path,
entangled in her arms
love now turns to...
------------------ Worship

living is an obsession...
dying is an obsession...
apart from this there is no peace...
------------------ Obsession

let him rest in the lap of death...
let him drown his body in her soul...
------------------ Death