Am I crazy or obsessed?
I choose obsessed because crazy
would mean you might not exist.
That would be more than I could bear.
You haunt me in my dreams
moving just beyond my grasp,
yet I am always within yours.
Your words move through my days
persisting in my thoughts,
captivating my mind with visions of you
like a shadow only I am aware of.
No, not like a shadow, like a light.
A light burning down on me
creating the shadow
that moves with me
where ever I go
Two separate entities creating something new
that bridges the waking world with the night.
You are a circle without end surrounding my heart
that expands with each new element you add.
A Crescendo of emotion washing over me
like waves breaking over the rocks,
unyielding in their grasp.
You own me