By now you blush, but this poem I will not rush.
Elaborately will my passion flow, as to compliment the beauty you glow
To be one with you is all I desire, amazing how much you can inspire
The shine in my eye, the love in my heart, oh how I dread every moment spent apart
You call it clever, you call it wit, but I'm only a candle in a room barely lit
So callow yet so venerable, may this relationship resemble..
the unique magnificent image, the painter's masterpiece, nothing can damage
So many words with only one meaning; equivalent to a fionce kneeling
Three simple words stay keen in my head
Three simple words...
I love you.