September 29, 2011

Cancer

Your love is a cancer
And it's slowly taking a hold of me
Day by day, I'm weakened,
As you and everything about you,
Spread through my body,
Eating up my thoughts,
Finding residence in my heart,
And as I walk along the streets
Of my mind, I smile
At your endearing qualities,
I laugh, at your silly antics,
Ever so painfully delightful,
And strangers look on with concern,
As you possess me,
Body and soul.