Sweet fragrance,
bright colors shining,
blinding the eyes,
overpowering my senses.
As a ripe fruit,
up above the branches,
enticing my heart,
while being out of reach.
You are an enchantress,
catching up my attention every time,
I just can't escape your allure,
as if pulled by an invisible string.
Lightning up the fire,
burning up in my desires,
I tried attempting to get closer,
that ended up in failure.
Accepting futility of my actions,
I came to the realization,
being happy looking from afar,
as you keep spreading your charm.
Sometimes it's better to admire,
rather than falling in despair,
keep one's impulses on lease,
and remain out of reach.
