As the sparkling blanket, The reflection of the sky, Caught my eye, I was drawn. I heard the soft rolling voice, Beckoning to me, Telling me to come closer. And I stood there mesmerized, Gazing trying to see exactly where it stopped. No end I could even find. But it excited me, A part of this beauty, I could call mine. Yet I was still drawn. I took a step forward, Trying not to think about anything else, Ignoring the doubts and convincing myself, That this is what I needed. I felt it, But it was very weak, And until I indulged further, I didn’t realize that so was I. But it looked so good, so perfect. Then its strong hold gripped my body, Pulling me wherever it wanted me to go. Where it was taking me, I didn’t know. Too much now for me to handle, Got to get away. Trying to get out, But it was pulling me the other way. Breaking up the perfect image, That it had before. I had lost all my strength, And I could take it anymore. I went under. Weeks pass, And I am gasping for air. Back where I started, But injured and hurt, My dress of trust, torn. I crawl away, While taking a last glance, And wishing that I could have had, A better encounter with love.