I Have

I have once been consumed by beauty And the ground beneath me felt drifty Throwing my mind off track That I was in no state to love back I have twice reflected on the lesson of the time And my feebleness was brought to prime Can I really handle the lovely and shapely With composure and sanity I have thrice sworn and recited To never again get too excited That I may be able to reciprocate justly With commitment and bravery I have repeatedly repeated this cycle Now I'm in need of a breaking miracle Where if beauty and love be one theme I will write gloriously enough to equate a hymn