Silent love

When looking through you, the mask hides nothing
Leaves your eyes, a vista to your humble heart
Plenty are possessed by it, were no crime
For me to ask, shall I love thee more?
Happily I think of you, forget me
But thy force art too great to grind by smiles
To find by simplicity; yet demand
Like Atlas I shall be, and carry your world
For each day my obsession grows in scope
And each day my mind weeps my silent state
Is it fascination, magic or love?
I torture my heart to decipher it
Yet in thy eyes shall doubt not my fortune
Wishing me to cast an eye on you soon