O.C.D Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

I've given myself into love many times now
or perhaps the sweet scent of it
I dare not question it further
Unaccounted for / my dreams have
drawn out love to the best of its perfection
/ leaving selfishly for my reality to translate it /
romantically /
A language that I have just begun to sound out/
let alone express intimately
Yet / its her image I'm most obsessed with /
seeing the sunlight compliment and change shape
to her silhouette and tone
feeling her voice ring through me with a kind gesture/
I have come to yearn for what
my dreams gotten / a glimpse/ a moment/ & perhaps
a time that I would trade impatiently/
forever to..../
how foolish it is to have become the man/
I hardly recognize without liquored sigh and pen/
the distance that have grown..../
has left my eyes with no compass/
I have given myself into love many times now or
perhaps the divine thought of it......../