I am her to instill lucidity.
Falling; without such realisation or consent
Smitten; enamored of an idea of Love
Sans control and choice, I serenely relent;
To serenity and anguish the cycle goes.
To profound frivolously of certain sorrow,
Anhedonia immured my forgotten soul
Forging a newly created oversoul
Designing my elusive Cloudland
A captive mind now to expand
In an abated form of reality