Oh, I Adore You

I can't contain myself

Whenever you speak, my Love,

Angels sing,

Flowers bloom,

The sun bows its head to you

All the colors of Picasso's palette

Dim in your presence

And the birds

Become mute

You pause from your poems

All creation leans forward

Straining to receive

The next words of beauty

Our sensual foreplay, my prize

Always enveloping me

In its luring mist...

Oh, how I adore you