TAKEN...

I look at him, for ten full seconds
Then slowly let the eyelids fall
A brief interlude of darknes, and I've
Managed to absorb within, a part of him, small.

Slowly but surely, drop by drop
Fragments of him gather inside
Slowly his spirit gains form and substance
A little bit of him, within me, resides.

Trickle by trickle, trifle by trifle
My own self becomes irrelevant, diminutive
He begins to fuse with me, or rather, I, with him
And everything begins to be one, homogenous, definitive.

He throws back his head- a casual glance
Sideways- towards me, and my heart stops beating
He probably sees through me, and quickly returns anyway
To himself, to his world, so that I can resume breathing.

My passions deepen; I'm more and more enamoured
Of him, of his existence; Oh Yes! I'm 'taken'!!!
And that's why I know one day he'll know
That's why I know one day we'll be one.