The walls of my heart seemed impregnable
And a particle could not fall off.
Till she came along
And broke those walls apart
With a glance dressed unconscious
And now in her presence,
My tongue is poor,
Her footsteps define my heart - beat,
Her words lurk deep in my memory,
Her beauty is the light of my day,
And her gaze leaves me paralyzed.
So when I'm sick,
Her concern is my only cure.
And when I'm sad,
Her memory is my only joy.
And while the power of what I feel
Distorts my state of being
Like a Savannah condition in a forest region,
Her image brings me peace
Like that of a sleeping child
And the calmness of the sea.
How did I fall?