The Rant You've Created

I never could write about you
You were always a challenge
One thought of you
And I always end up dizzy

The rhythm is off
The words won't flow
Just drips and drops
Of an unfixed tub of words

We're getting next to nowhere here
And I am not making any sense
I always ramble around you, dear
These feelings I get aren't pretense.

Was this your lucrative plan?
Invade my thoughts?
Well, you are one wise man
For you have left my words distraught.