Touched, Untouched

What is this thing they call love?

This magical ever-lasting selfless condition?

I am untouched by it...

A love virgin

An old maid.

But when I look into your eyes

The madness

The softening.

And when I sink into your arms

The madness

The beauty.

And when I lose myself

The madness

The ecstasy.

What is this thing we have between us?

This magical fleeting selfish obsession?

I am deeply touched by it

I own and and am fully owned...

Your young bride!