Ode to Catherine

Catherine you move me and to what end or to where or how much more
Is unknown and scary yet enthralling, fairly altering but exciting
It feels virgin to me hence Catherine not Cathy feels right
In these moments, and upon angelic harmonious waves
Does your name: Cathhhhherrrrrinnnnne
Float into and out of my ears whose hearing seems complete
Auditorily whenever your name does tarry and dawdle thereamong
Now some may deem me heretical and to them I say Be Damned!
Put your mind to your own business!
While others may see me an unfit childless father
And to these timewasters I say Your energy’s a’waste!
In so vast a place as terra gives, you taste only fruits you’d not eat?
And abruptly serenading warmly Cathhhhherrrrrinnnnne
Washes over me, filling me with love and serenity
Please I ask, can someone please tell me what does such mean?
How is it possible to feel so connected that there wherever there is
Feels more to me than all of the new me that now lives
An answer comes only as once more do I lay my head down
And still to quieted receive
Receiving whatever however whenever whyever whoever comes
Laying I fades
I becomes simply
Receive
Ahhhh…..
Cathhhhherrrrrinnnnne
No more comes
Just
Cathhhhherrrrrinnnnne