ohhhohh lorddddd. Yes more love poems. You rock them.

favorite syllables... your name...

you have a bunch of poems hiding in a single poem up there.
I bow to this piece!

I can HEAR this poem, just in reading it here.

I love the passion emanating from this, the wonder and awe of love, the movement of the verses, then the almost decrescendo when you speak of the three favorite syllables. And their name, yet without saying it, makes it even sweeter and more intimate.

Also, my favorite lines:

"the words pour out of me
like a tapped maple tree, but as poets we know
it takes about 40 gallons of sap to produce one gallon
of syrup, and my reservoir runs deep."

- This. Is. Gorgeous!!