The walls of my heart stood hight and tall,
And then she came along
And they came crashing down
In a glance dressed unconscious.

Now, in her presence
My tongue is poor,
Her footsteps define my heartbeat,
Her words lurk deep in my memory,
Her beauty is the light of my day,
And her gazes leave me paralyzed.

When I’m sick,
Her concern is my only cure.
And when I’m sad,
Her memory is my only joy.

Though my breath was short in my search for a hiding place,
And though my wall was so strong
Even warrior angels could not get through,
Her love still found me out
As easily as death claims a life
And I’m sitting in my
Flawed state and thinking to myself –
“How did I fall?”