I’ve Been Ensnared By Love For You Poem by Uriah Hamilton

I’ve been ensnared by love for you,
Your sleeplessness, your moodiness,
Your poetry of a hundred broken hearts,
Your youthfulness worshipping music
And tipping your glass of merriment
To imaginary gods of spontaneity
As you step with friends from a bar into the moonlight.

Love arises gradually
Like the smoke of the sweet incense
That your younger sister bought for you
At the astral store of mystical charms
Until it entirely infiltrates the heart
Like incense eventually perfumes
Every room of the house.

Age and distance create obstacles
To romantic embraces;
But what obstacles could be more severe
Than the lingering loneliness
Of slowly moving tenacious tears
Already clouding our lives?