Oh, If you only knew

What only you can do

to me,

and only me

Why is it,

That I cry after you visit.

tell me, so I know

when your gone, where it is you go

There is no words,

No letters, no matter how nurtured

to convey the sheer emotion

and devotion

Even the hopeless romantic

would be at a loss, pneumatic

With all that is available,

English ain’t so malleable

With heart open wide,

and you by my side,

I'll always be crazy,

but never deny... what it is you do to me.