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Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
My words are meaningless.
My love carries a meaning beyond words.
I may not have the knowledge and experience,
And careless I may stumble and bumble,
But my feeling for you is deeper than all of my words put together.
I keep trying to find the right metaphor,
Decipher the right message, that will make it clear.
More than anything, I want you to be happy,
So if you ever think leaving me would make you happier.
If you think living the night into the day would be better,
I would understand...
But don't ask me to stop loving you.
I don't have much to offer. I try to get better each day.
Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
If you were an automobile,
You would be out of my price range,
Yet here you are, parked in my bed,
Complete with all available luxuries.
Your revving engine, sends a thrill through me,
When I'm sad, your wipers clear my tears.
When the night is cold, your heat keeps me warm.
I love to run my hands along your sleek chassis.
Polish up all my favorite bits.
I love you more than a vato loves his low rider.
I love you more than a redneck loves his pickup.
I love you more than speed racer loves his Mach five.
I love you more than Barbie loves her pink convertible.
You're my Hot Rod,
You take me places, nobody else can.
You and I will be riding of into the sunset,
Until the wheels fall off.
Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
In high school,
Everyone used to compliment me
On my smile, and good looks,
But, you possess a beauty that surpasses all others.
I stand in awe at the beauty of
Your mind, and body,
But more so than these insignificant things
I see your beauty
In your actions.
I want this to be clear,
So there is no doubt,
From here on out.
I love you, in all your magnificent beauty,
And I need you to know
You are the only one for me.
I could find fortune,
And a life of luxury, and ease
If I had chosen differently.
But, then I would lose your beauty,
And no riches on this earth
Would be worth losing a spirit
As beautiful as yours.
I know a woman shouldn't call a man beautiful, but the things you do for me...Beautiful is the only word that fits.
Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
Your eyes are cools springs, bursting from the dry rocks,
Your arms are a Mylar blanket, keeping my warm and safe.
Your lips are wild berries, and pine nuts, and healing herbs.

Your love is a roaring flame,
That fends of the wild beasts of my mind,
A ring of acacia trees, that keeps the lion of doubt at bay.

Your smile is a shade tree in the desert,
Your heart, a noble pine, that shields me from sleet.
Your soul is a cooling wind, in a sweltering jungle.

In this wilderness of life,
You help me to survive,
And lovingly thrive,
No matter what weather life sends our way.
Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
Loving you is easy,
because you are belovedly lovable.
You have love handles,
and I never fear falling out
of love with you.
You have loving arms
that you lovingly embrace with.
You are double the lovable
of any other lover.
Many can claim
that love is hard,
but while life is hard,
and we have hit our rough roads
while traveling together,
it has always been easy loving you.
Anyone who doesn't love you
needs a copy of love for dummies...
Because only a dummy would not be able to see,
just how lovable you are.
I could compare you to a nursery full of newborns,
crossed with a gaggle of puppies and kittens,
a playlist of my favorite songs,
a cocktail of aphrodisiacs,
mixed with every memory
of every night spent with good friends,
the laughter of children,
and the Beatles in their prime,
and it wouldn't come close to describing,
just how belovedly lovable you are.
Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
I don't know what warms my face,
And invigorates me more.
What makes me glad to wake up,
And crawling out of bed, to feed Alice,
And our other animals.
Is it, your kiss, your smile, your warm embrace,
Or this hot first cup of the morning...
I'd say its a four way tie...
Although, while I do like my coffee,
I love you!
Kasandra Curtis Sep 2012
In a house of love,
Sweet sounds ring out constantly,
The soundtrack is warm and energetic,
In the movie of my life.
Countless kisses, and close embraces,
Hugs and playful wrestling.
The booming laugh, and
Giddy giggle of my loved ones.
The occasional squawks or yips.
Just add to the beauty of our melody.
It is our love that fills the air with song.
It is your love that sustains me,
My beloved composer of bliss.
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