Obsession

At first
it was but a distant speck
at the farthest horizons
of my imagination.
A seemingly insignificant
wisp of a dream,
destined to be swept away
by the rush of life,
it gradually grew to consume more and more of my conscience.

It became
a lingering companion,
constantly drifting through my thoughts.
a habit,
something to be pursued.
I began to look for it,
wait for it,
expect it with a tingle of excitement.

Now
it is an obsession,
a stirring desire.
It has entwined itself
with the very fibers of my soul.
It has become
the focus of all my thoughts and actions.

I am
prisoner
to the spell of your love.