i'm here to tell you
you are the sweetness
of a sugar angel
you deserve all the poetry
you deserve just deserts
with reddi whip exploding
on your lips
you rate stars and hearts
like ever day was feb. 14
i might not deserve you
but you are lucky to have me
the one who knows
you are the wonder
that deserves this poem
and i am hear to tell you
with one randy thought
tripping over another
and one dance of the thesaurus
through the wisdom of
make believe in erin*land
i am here to put my hand
in yours, my other on the small
of your back and lead you through
the intermingling of words
that fall down to the paisleys
between your toes