Obsession Confession

i obsess about you as i do about poetry with the same fervor that i search for each word and try out each line i search for the clues to your psyche, your mind studying the lines of your spirit in rhyme how divine! some say it's a sickness obsession is obscene why are they so mean? just because they are bland thoughts never hit the grand neutrality numbed they haven't succumed to that passionate insanity Wuthering Heights idolatry that's how it is with me obsessed every fiber every fragment of a thought whether I like it or not has a part of you running right through thrilling every atom in me can't you see? two things unravel me you and poetry poetry and you this much is true I obsess and undress caress and confess express my neuroticness it's you...you intense to the core there is nothing but more more, more, more obsession in store be what I adore say you'll be my obsession galore sanity is overrated Eileen Manassian