I Am Lost Poem by Timothy Honeycutt

When I gaze into your beautiful blue eyes I become lost.
I know not who I am for your beauty has my soul under a spell.
It is not a spell of evil but a spell of pure of heart and heaven sent.
Seeing you is like breathing in the air of love, it feels so pure to my heart.
My soul moves at the slightest glare from your beautiful eyes.
There is no need to try and break from this spell that your beauty has me in,
for I do not wish to be released from this spell as my heart is happy.
I no longer in control myself, my heart and my soul belongs to you.
Your beauty is much like a hurricane so wild, that it has swallowed me whole.
Your beauty is so great that it goes beyond reality as so it seemed.
You are in my heart and in my mind all times of the day, never ending,
Always giving me pleasure of my heart, you are my hope, love, faith.
You are the light that completes me in the dark and warmth on a cold day.
With you I am not lost but found and I am complete with you.

10-7-09