Under the lamp,
I sit with a pen and a pad,
Searching for the right words to write,
To describe you,
As I think and think,
I realize I have no words that can describe you,
It is so hard to write on you,
But then again I'm lost because of you,
In this dark illuminated light that falls on my pad,
I put my head on the pad,
And doze of in a deep slumber,
Dreaming what would it be like in your arms.