You are a flower
Each petal, unerring
In every way
You make woe cower
And right now I'm daring
To feel blessed today
AND:
I love you. I love you.
I cannot say it enough.
My seams are splitting, it seems.
Just to hold in my feelings of things.
Of your face, skin, grace, chin.
Your hair, ears, flair, tears.
Of all these pretty themes.