I Wrote This for You

I wrote this for you.

You are a Phalaenopsis
sticking out of the wall
contrary to everything ordinary.

I don't know what it is
but something about you makes me go amok,
a craving worse than smoking.

Something like beautiful.
Something haywire.

I know if I have you,
I would probably quit my secondhand habits
and walk into rehab without understanding why.

I would become a disciple and go to church every day.
Just for you.
Just to see your face.

Anything you love,
I will become.