Pursuit

I should pursue your mysterious smile and effortlessly cunning  jokes
blinded by exposure to his deceiving grin, an impassable barrier has awoke    

desperate to chase your silent eyes, stumble uncertainly through your bottomless mind
I linger,hiding nervously from his frightening glare, I am no longer one of a kind

craving time in which I am able to devote my days to unraveling the layers which make up such an irresistible character
constantly occupied trying to piece together the segments in which he left my mind,my body,my soul

Wishfully thinking that one day I could conceivably grasp the alluring words that you utter to me each night as you retire from the day's draining hands,
hands which selfishly extract every drop of all those majestic thoughts that race comfortably through your precious wits