I think the secret to a good love poem, to not making it sound contrived or melodramatic, is that it has to come from you unasked for and of a sudden.
      Like a sigh, or a little cry when at night you wake up alone and realize it anew.
Like a passing absent smile when you remember something beautiful about someone who makes you warm inside whenever they look your way.
     It has to be something that is as natural to say as breath is to exhale.
Something that simple, and that essential.