Awed.

I lie on my bed, thinking about you.
My heart so still and fulfilled.
Awed at the joy of your presence.
I don't want to be yours.
I don't want you to be mine.
I don't mind if you are not kind.
When my heart is full, I become so blind.
I love those moments when I melt
and dissolve in your smile,
unable to spit a single word,
all I could do is sit and
stupidly smile.
You make me feel all this
long after you are gone,
when I realised its all magic.
I will not ask more of you,
says my overwhelmed heart,
which is so grateful
to have just met you in this life.