Infatuation is...
not a blessing

It disguises itself as love
parades as an obsession.

Infatuation is...
such a hazard

It fills you with bliss and ecstasy
until it all goes awry.

Infatuation is...
heartbreak and agony

It fills you with dread and acrimony
shortens your days, lengthens your nights.

Forgive me, I have been foolish.
Infatuation has masqueraded too many times
as love.