It could be love – it could be lust – whatever it leaves my heart in the dust

To choose a life of passion and play – perhaps hedonistic and cray cray

Can’t help myself I hate to say – a maddening emotion I’ll keep at bay

Like the accumulating timestream experience of all – a soulstream evolving awaiting the fall  

Yet in the moment is the place of power – let us not waste a second a minute or an hour

Patience a virtue I can’t understand – wondering the necessity of it my friend

Your sweetness is a joy to behold – your voice soothes like a gentle scold

Your eyes strikingly aware – melts my heart with a glance I’m laid bare

Enough janefoolery I’ll be done - just wanted to thank you – this is great fun