Acrostic Poem For My senses

My senses are overloaded in ways

You seem to have mastered the secret. Sure

Sorcery is involved, I could stay days

Endlessly mesmerized by you, in pure

Never ending hypnotic delight as

Some narcotizing feeling seems to ski

Elegantly with my heart at funky

Schuss speeds and turns me into a junky.

English Poems