Nostalgic Yearning

Agog with desires, the heart was beset,
Amidst loads of desperation, it broke into a sweat

Not a witness to anything besides vindictiveness from you
Yet something that the mind found captivating is a cryptic clue

I cannot simply keep my eyes wide open
Around whose imagination are my thoughts woven

Never made anything conspicuous about my veiled wish
Yet with deft exchange of looks managed to accomplish

Blood of countless, your memories have drawn up
Consumed by grief, many had their courage blown up

That sense of hesitancy vanished from her composure
My constant babbling almost bowled her over