Strings Attached? Poem by Anisha Laskar

Purity of soul is what I think he possess.
Each and every word from his mouth seems to
touch the string of my heart and vibrates my soul.
He makes me feel for him...
The feeling which I can't define.
He talks so intimately, he resides in me.
In my heart, into my soul.
The only feeling of having him by my side fill me with joy and pride.
The more I think the more I get lost in the forest of imagination.
My heart aches for him I longed for being with him.
I have unexplained feelings for him.
But does he feel the same for me?