The feeling circles around in motion,

Swirling toward infinity, passing by the notion

That love forever sweeps us off our feet.


The feeling lingers around from start,

Dismissing nothing from a wounded heart

That love never tasted so sickingly sweet.


The feeling swishes around in waves,

Drowning out thought, until buried in graves

That love outlasts a worm’s treat.


The feeling…


That love…


Sweet infinity…