Enlightenment

Every now and again you look at me from the corner of your eyes and give a teasing smile, Are you playing with me or falling in love? Like a fisherman reeling in his catch, you have me hooked and I thrash about holding on to my last breath. As the mist at dawn rises and takes over the landscape blurring the vision, My yearning for you is leading me astray. Lost haplessly in your thoughts I seek deliverance like a mendicant seeking enlightenment. ~A Brian Strand contest