Addicted

It is free to dream isn’t darling,
not that I don’t work hard to beseech you,
in fact daily I preach to my own books
Of music, art and literature learning
Every way I can express my true love
For your untapped wealth of melancholic
Gorgeousity. Like an alcoholic
Addicted to drink I am overcome
With passion in your name and am therefore
Obsessed with your pretty face. Such colour
Is exhibited within it, artwork,
although a limited palette. Its worth
Cannot be measured with currency, for
such beauty will transcend wealth, evermore.