Your sensitive eyes
Could definitely summon me
From across a crowded room,
And I would make my way
To respond to any request.

If you merely thought my name
While I slept on another continent,
I would immediately awake
And begin my arduous journey
To return to you.

There is no logic to love
Or to your mesmerizing allure,
But one can only follow his heartbeats
Through the twisting streets
Of obsessive desire
Until dreams are realized
Or life expires.

Uriah Hamilton

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/obsessive-desire/