Obsession Poem by Asim Mahmood

I've never had enough of her
At times, she lends moments to look at her
Her face ignites the passion
And I never lost that compassion
Look!
While she reads the poem, she is thinking of me
the blessed moment I can foresee
Her left hand playing with
the back of the front seat corner.
Saw her smiling at the thought of me
But she'd never knew...
the mole on her left cheek, I could see.

Stuff of the angels she seems to be
Can't survive her glance at me
I just love her the way she is
Can gaze at her for hours with ease

The universe seems to be moving around
As her beauty keeps me spell bound
This obsession can't be real
Seduction of dreams..it May appear.

Surrendered to the power of ‘enchantment
..of that face'
She holds a hell of passions
..in her embrace
Her charm tells an elegant tale
But this incredible romance is bound to fail
Yet in the deep oceans, it May well sail!