Your Magic

I know I should have more control over my emotions.
Will you tell me where you learned your magic potions?

I thought love spells were only in stories of fantasy.
But you have thoroughly made me a believer out of me.

With emotions as the fragrance of expensive perfumes
Each time I think of you my heart blooms.

Your smile floods my heart.
I was your slave from the very start.

Did cupid have to tip his arrow thrice?
To melt my heart that was as cold as Ice.

I wonder how my heart can handle such intense emotions.
You have given me a love that is deep as the oceans.

My love for you is so strong I've lost the fear death you see
Each time I think of you and I cry with joy and ecstasy.

I am amazed that you can love me too.
But I must believe you when you say you do.

I feel this is a small thing I do
As I write this poem to you.