I love that I love you

You love it when I write you poems
So here's another rhyme
You love to know when someone's thinking of you
And you're in my head all the time

You love it when I get real close
And whisper all my words
Did you know you're beautiful?
So forget everything else you've heard

You love it when I sing to you
Even though my voice is shit
You love it when I trace your arms
Write poems with my fingertips

I love it when you kiss me
I know you love that too
I love it when you get passionate
I love that I love you

and yes, I can't actually sing. i kill deaf people with my voice. little kids run in terror. buildings explode. natural disasters ensue... you get the point