The End of the Rainbow

I don't understand how only a word can make me feel,
How with just a sound my heart can turn to rubble from steel.
How, without a touch, my body begins to move,
Now, with just the thought, all aches begin to soothe.
It takes fully a woman to move a mans thoughts from lust,
So queer this feeling, one that I must trust.
I see love now, or maybe a shadow of her essence;
She beckons me to follow, so I shall move in her direction.