You are the one these eyes seek out
Regardless of where you or I may be, in a crowd or across continents
The one this mind races time and space for
Whose mere sight annihilates this selfhood I possess
The one in who’s aura mine hungers to be consumed
You are the one that these foolish feet are intuitively directed to
Like a compass always pointing to its true North
The one to whose heart this invisible stretching string binds mine
And as each cell gravitates to its purpose
So too the atoms of my being gravitate towards you.
T Begum