Unconscious voluntary servitude,
You say I have stolen you completely.
Spoken with a good-natured attitude,
However, you have also captured me.

Amidst each romantic affirmation,
Profoundly further enamored, tis true.
Captivated absent protestation,
Intoxicated by your eyes so blue.

For you also shine my path when I’m lost,
By keeping me aspirant and hopeful.
Tempestuous terrain we both have crossed,
Light at the end of the tunnel, soulful.

Mutual deep emotions projected,
Reciprocal affections reflected.

“The course of true love never did run smooth.” ~ William Shakespeare