Love in a whirl

Quit stomping on my soul. Your tap dancing is shredding at the seams of my heart. The looking glass of your love is hued a color so spectacular, it is a marvel to fall upon. Swirled in the beauty of a web glistening with rainbows; only to the pure eye. Entrancing such a cocoon of unanswered thoughts. Anguish pile in strings knotted so tightly. Weakness will be my bind; for only a moment.