I love you in ways That the word love cannot fully carry In ways that that word could never hold Without buckling over from the weight. Sometimes I think itβs because there are not Enough letters in the word love And all that I feel for you cannot balance On a number as small as four. Sometimes I worry they will loose their footing Way up there on love, too big for only four foot holes And they will fall down to earth But I love you in ways that donβt make me afraid To blow away the crumbs, Dirt, Pieces of dust bunnies, That cover the thing that is more than love That I have for you I will rub it on my heart And keep it there clean Until I find a bigger word than love To fit between I and you.
I have no idea where this is coming from. I need a muse soon.