How you love me...

Obsession takes this soul, beats it till my blood stains the world. All that runs from me to wrap it arms around you. My praise flees my ever haunting selfishness to be in your presence. What is good in me has forsaken me for the place you where forsaken. And in all this emptiness I now am you still call me more precious than an oceans of gold. Still you say beloved to ME... to ME.