passion leads to a certain insanity

at least in my mind it does

but then again who can trust me

the lover who desires more

yet I like to think I am scholar

the student of your love

you taught me much

yet you never taught me enough

my desires remain untamed

and my mind a rambling mess

and as I write these words

I come to realize

that I am no scholar or lover

but a madman you left behind