Enslaved

Such joy, sweet sorrow
when you are near
my soul aches to touch you
though that may never be;
still my heart smiles inside
because it knows
I already have.

Can not recall a time
where one
confuses and completes me
all at once.
My heart sings to my soul
of a love never known, but
always there.

From the first our eyes met
all with just one glance
I was yours, my heart enslaved
engraved with your name;
one even I didn't know.
Yet my heart knew intimately,
thoroughly, and completely
that I was surely lost
truely fallen.