DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT

love is the poison
given to me in small doses
i think i need a doctor!
in my head an orchestra plays
with the sight of her
is there something wrong with me doc?
i'm spellbound
by her design
mocking evolutions ritual
which nature perfected
every beauty mark renoired perfectly
to create a master piece
i circus my smile
with jus the thought of her.
how bad is it?
there is not much more she could do
to make herself anymore desirable to me
she is the heroin in my novel of life
no cliche
nor anticlimaxed
and not wasting the paper of time
making a bestseller of a story
awaiting an ending......
am i going to make it?