Mesmerized
By notes plucked from the air,
Melodies form on soft lips,
Whisper Speak if you dare.
But I don't,
No, I won't,
I can't interrupt this,
This song from your lips,
Lips I really want to kiss.
This beauty you give
Has my stomach in knots,
I imagine it's mine
(Though I know it's not).
I look away from your hips,
Lest my thoughts go amiss;
I look away from your lips,
Which I still want to kiss.
And yet you keep going,
Plucking notes from the air;
God-forsaken lips
Murmur Leave if you dare.
And I don't,
God, I won't,
Why would I leave this?
This feeling I have
Is absolute bliss.
I think I'm in love,
I'm in love with your hips;
I'm in love with your song;
I'm in love with your lips.
I'm in love with everything-
This feeling, too;
But I think above all,
I'm in love with you.