Crazy Love

I thought penning a poem could help, to wipe away all your memories.

As I moved my pen, I realized what an insane-make I am.

Would anyone be so quixotic, to throw away buckets of water
from an ocean hoping to evacuate it?

My failure is not the erroneous act of anxiety, my dear,
but it is the unbounded amount of love I have for you,

which is to be the concern.

Dear lass, I’m so lost in the beautiful depth of yours
Oh you, the shining romantic moonlight of my life,
ardent thoughts I have on your remembrance,
and whatever things that constitute you,
drives me crazy.............