Jan's Poetic Collection

Yours face is to me - subtle,
My heart has become agapemone,
Your voice is my summa
My thoughts have confined to you,
The more you elude me,
The more you attract,
Sleep has escaped my eyes,
Your dreams are all that's -
In my mind.
My feelings are sultry,
Thoughts are sundry,
But all of yours,
Know not what I'm to do,
All I can do,
Is call you up.
In a valiant attempt,
To subdue all that within me.