Obsession (The Seige) Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

The obsession of my affection
Is a gentle, kind and interesting, intelligent mystery.
Someone special, if only to me.
There is something indescribable that draws me so
That I cannot get close enough to see
Just what it is so intriguing to my craving soul.
Yet, what I can see, I feel more so, deep inside.
Trying to find the means to communicate
What I sense to eloquent speech
Causes my constant attention to become
Obsessive in nature,
But natural in it's expression to my soul.


(5.2.7/Inner Thoughts (PFD))