

1007 - An Ode


Although I loved her,
you are what all humans crave,
a sense of wonder
and you will forever have me your slave.
On my knees I beg you don’t leave!
Stay with me in my constitution,
it is all I wish to achieve.
You are more than an evolution.
Without words or empty phrases,
my love for you is evermore firm.
We may be on two different pages,
but my hope is there I can confirm.
You are my muse.
The words on your page caress my cheek
gifting me with bewildering news:
You make me weak.