"How I came to love you..."

How I came to love you, I know not how,
Or why, or when need for you took such hold
Of me. My mind wanders from here and now
To what might be, like prophecies foretold
Of buried treasures and cities of gold
In hopes some oracle might unfold
Its secrets for a pittance. I've seen whole
Armies sunk for such vanity and greed.
Who am I to cast into tomorrow
The expectant eyes of an almost blind need,
Yet be saved my pride, or spared the sorrow
That spites the fool, whose folly strikes him down,
Till he's crazed, and dumb, and laughed out of town?