[The words escape me] by ~no~

The words escape me,
I try to speak but your demeanor it leaves me weak,
And in your eyes I can see the place my heart longs to be.
It’s hard to say, yet easy to feel,
This love it grows expanding fields.
And when you look into my eyes,
My Isis soul it flies and flies,
Close to the sun of your appeal my heart if falls back to the field.
I find no rest, my heart it heals.
My mind is smart, it tries to yield.
But I forget, my wings return,
And for your love I yearn, I pine, I burn.