I do but worship - 
From afar in silence, 
The dumb adoration of a dog ... 
And it is well ... 
I know not the pleasant - 
Conventionalities ... 
The weather as a topic does not amuse me, 
I would bruise your lips with kisses, 
The softness of your body - 
I would bury my face in the fragrance of your hair 
You would be bewildered by my longing ... 
And so ... I do but worship, 
     From afar. 

         TVD.