Why is it that I smile every time I talk to you,
My heart flutters faster than a jet,
And the only thing I can think if,
Is how I want you to be here in my bed,
No ***, not yet,
But holding you instead,
Just sitting here, awaiting your que,
To finally get up and get dressed,
Cause I want us to be together forever,
No cheesy lines,
I'll hurt you NEVER, but the thing I want to to know the most,
Is I love you, and nobody can boast,
Cause they think things, see things,
hear, touch and smell things,
but they can't think of what is going through my mind,
But please stay tonight, at least on last time.
I know that this poem has to rhyme,
But at least it is you and me...
In time