My Muse,My Maze

There's nothing normal about my feelings,
I'm confused,she's my craze;
Do I really want out from this my prison?
She's my muse,she's my maze.

How can I walk away from something so thrilling?
She's my fire,she's my blaze;
Or what can blind me to the beauty I'm seeing?
Neither the fog,nor the haze.

Bewitched,my head's reeling,
Completely humbled by her ways,
She leaves me staring at the ceiling,
Wisdom flows from everything she says.

Now I'm stuck in something so endearing,
Hopes of freedom duly erased,
Heedless,I give other voices no hearing,
Her love's a drug,and I'm dazzed.

She inspires something so amazing,
Tenderly my spirit's raised,
In her,I've found my paradise prison,
There I'll be till my dying days.