Uh-Huh! ! ! Poem by Yan Lee

Its past twelve
yet the presence
of you cannot be waned
in my exhausted mind
you still lingers
in my every nerve
your impulse is circulating
no matter how i tried
is this love? ? ?
or just something
else
a disgusting
emotion in contempt
the disparity
is always patent
between
love and affection
the former
still prevails
how long will you punish me?
because a mere presence
of your outline
send shivers down my spine
this recital of facts
are just a scapegoat
of not noticing
the depth of emotional feeling
consider it
as a spur of the moment
smirking at me
the submission
of my own will
just to be your slave
without probable cause
because all
i comprehend
with moral certainty
im a prisoner of your love
oh! God!
help me!