I am walking down a path of intense emotions and fluctuating sentiment.
I cannot ask you for your time,
but I 'm thrilled when you find a few fleeting moments to give me.
I cannot ask you for your words,
but waves of contentment wash over me when you freely share them with me.
I cannot ask for your presence and yet I feel a surge of excitement when you appear.
My path feels like a tight rope and I am an acrobat trying to balance his mind and soul.
You affect my course, I loose sight of my target and fall in a whirlpool of verses.
Art consumes me, I float on clouds of poetry and there I find you.