Pieces of Me

Even though we only knew each other for a short time, you said you were glad to have me, but really, the pleasure’s all mine. How can I show you, tell you, in so many ways, that it is with you, and only you, that I’d gladly spend the rest of my days? See, saying that I love you doesn’t truly grasp how I feel…they’re just words, so I guess I’m reduced to writing love poems. And since my heart won’t let my brain in, my fingers steady straining, trying to write words formulated by the brain, but not coming close to what my heart says. “Is it the way…” that you love me – must be! The way you kiss me, touch me, hold me, please me, tease me; never knew loving someone could be this easy. Sometimes, I feel like “knock, knock, knocking on Heaven’s door…” and thanking GOD for mi amor. But Lord wait, please, stop the time, so I can enjoy floating on cloud nine! Never had butterflies, why should I, a princess, be nervous in the presence of her prince. It only took one kiss and it’s been on ever since…