Dan-Tocher

no art, no poetry, nor melody sweet could express words as my heart leaps, and i'm struck mute by your presence my body becomes weak in thoughts of your embrace yet a deep madness overcomes my mind should you depart totally desperate i climb a steep path in vain attempt to escape you clumsy, and weak i stumble falling back to you falling backward into the deep jagged beautiful rocks of you where upon you i become a thousand times broken and i again become whole