The Body of a Man

I am strong, but around you I get weak, Whenever my heart starts to beat too fast, After remembering a lonely past, Or whenever my eyes begin to leak. When part of me begins to reach a peak, I try to hide the rising of the mast, Before the measurement becomes too vast. A measurement, of which, I can not speak. When around you, I lose complete control Of all of the functions that I hold dear. Your pressence seems to only play one role, Like kryptonite, whenever you are near. Because the thought of you starts to console, I accept it without a sense of fear.