thou

can you read my mind,
know what i dream, can you tell
me
why
you are so much faster than me,
why i
consider you the only genius that i know
and why
your
mind is so much more sophisticated than mine?

i have
no knack for language, and my memory
jogs away from
me,
and calls me "ignorant,"
you are so supreme, so
deliriously beautiful,
sometimes,
i feel myself
losing control,
my heart melting,
my hard
realism
dissolving:

?