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