Existence

In this world in my comfortable niche, creating all for my own I exist!
Existential crisis not bothering me a bit,
The very knowledge that I exist is a temptation I am able to resist--
And go ahead with the world I have carefully knit.

Sometimes my presence comes into notice,
Halley's comet or something more frequent;
A single node, an odd corner of a multifaceted dice-
Lost in my thoughts which rarely are eloquent.

Making my equilibrium unstable, a bit too often... to my pleasure,
A gust of wind turning my sensibilities into a whirl;
Your strength is my weakness, I know not how to measure
That's all you use to win e-v-e-r-y time, my sweetest deary girl...