I am not the only one to gaze upon your grey beauty
Others share the feel and smell of your temptuous touch
But at times like this, that I see the ominous power of you over me
I wonder if they feel as much?
Is it possible that I am in love with you
as a heart felt emotion?
Surely no others could share (except the seekers of some lovers potion)
the unrequitted awe, and respect, the sentimental notion
that you are here for only me, my beloved,