You are this certain factor In withdrawn I love you-s, A constant, nonpareil kick in my blood, My veins, knowing full well These distentions, the holy perfusion, A cardiomegaly which ever so sweeten Like a plump fruit.
You accentuate all the divinities I long longed for, slowly, Infused within me.
Now this is love, And love is nothing else... ...but you, but God.*