A Method for Madness

It seems as if you enjoy my sexual frustration

For I’m dying from a desire to hold you

As long as you with hold the simplest caress

The sun won't shine, the skies not blue.

In madness I would promise you anything you ask

For one sip of your nectar so life giving and sweet

I would bind myself to promises foolish and true

As I beg for mercy and inspiration at your feet

Yet even as you reject my advances and pleas

And I yearn for you despite hearing “Sorry. No.”

In truth I am proud of your quality of character

So I find my respect and desire for you grow.

?But I know in truth you find it amusing to watch

Pleased to know I will still honour you as you are

A goddess of joy and humour so mystickly enticing

I would have no other woman near or far.