How is it
that I
the one who used to lift you up
has fallen weak
and under your spell
And now today
I’m mystified
I’m lost
both without you
and in you,
in your eyes,
in all the thoughts of you
they consume my mind
like the scent
of a sweet perfume
fills a room,
and like a plague
consumes a country.
spinning in my mind
everything I want
so sweet
and It’s killing me.
But like a child’s game
I’m still happy
as it all occurs.