Sometimes I wonder if I’m mad or if it is a joke,
Because of all the love I get it makes me want to choke.
For it is so plentiful its hard to swallow in one bite,
But then I close my eyes and choke it down with all my might!
I can feel it slide through my throat and then it hits my belly,
Were I in my stomach right now, I’d have to wear giant love wellies.

The feeling I get starts at my heart then travels to my center,
The warm fuzzies were on attack again as soon as they did enter.
I start to get all tingly as this feeling travels through my body,
Warming every part, even my knees though they be shoddy.
It continues down thoughout my legs until it hits my toes,
Flushing out all my sorrows and everything that blows.

Then it starts back upwards, straight into my head,
It ***** up what I was thinking, filling me with you instead.
My brain gets all silly and can’t remember things,
Flooded with the thought of you and what our future brings.
The love that I feel back for you is more than sick and wrong,
‘Twould make a super strength ****** want to sing a heartfelt song.

I know it’s kinda early, and maybe I should guard my heart,
But I just cannot help myself, I want to give you every part.
I am blithe to share this love and get some back from you,
For I thought there was no hope and love to me had bid adieu.

So now I have to thank you for this gift you have given me,
For without it I’d be happy, but not as happy as could be.
Because when I take a look inside it makes me understand,
Before I had you and all this love my life was rather bland

I am counting down the sleeps until we meet at last,
If I sleep all night and then all day it would go by real fast.
In my comatose I would have ***** dreams of you,
**** thoughts and fantasies in hopes they would come true.

In one I am a librarian wearing a blazer, corset and some glasses,
From the corner green eyes stare back at me knowingly about to miss some classes.
I would be all shy as i dropped a book upon your lap,
And when I turned to leave you would give my *** a naughty slap!
By then I'd get a little nervous and my cheeks would begin to flush,
For what we were about to embark on would have to be kept hush hush.

These are just some of the thoughts I would conjure in my dreams,
When the sun is down the stars are out and and from my window moonlight beams.
If I sleep all day and then all night the time would surely pass,
Much faster than awake, writing silly poems and of myself making an ***.......

Who invented such a tiny word to describe something that is so large?
Four letters can't possibly cap a subject that the heart gives free of charge.

Even if I say it twice or three times in a row,
It's too small a word to make truly how I feel show.

If I were hired by love experts to invent a whole new word,
It would be something long and complex that they hadn't ever heard.

It would be more immense to declare then by a child who is autistic,
With enough time to think it would rhyme with supercalafragalistic.

But in the end I'm left with nothing then these committal letters four,
Repeating them again in hopes that they will mean ever so much more....