When I Think Of You

Thinking about you is a dangerous but sweet compulsion for me.

Vulnerable because your thoughts have completely occupied the space in my heart and to make things worse my mind demur to let me think about anything else.

What’s ironic is the tug of war going between heart and mind to govern each other,

Alas, only if they had known that their renter is the same.

It’s so unfair for someone to hold both spaces at the same time,

Tell me how you have enthralled both of them, that’s just beyond my imagination.

Oh Yes, don’t indict me for this, because now I am a mere spectator witnessing your magic conquering over my heart and mind

All I can say is the spark in your beautiful eyes, your beautiful smile, is like a bright light at the end of the tunnel, justifies their (heart and mind) condition in the end.

How come life appears to be so peaceful, after meeting you, I still ponder about it,

Your magic has unleashed a part of me which even I was not aware of,

You still don’t know my predicament, how much do I wrestle to keep away from your thoughts,

But has anyone been able to stop the flow of water, they always end up finding their way amid the strong rocks

Such is the flow of your thoughts where I know I have lost my control

So the best I do is sit back, let your thoughts flow in and enjoy every moment of it.