This romantic love epistle

is an expression of how you have been

so dear to me.

You are my favourite friend. I guess.

Your amiable heart

makes me want to be glued to you,

but your passionate strength

that wants my FUTURE

does not want me

to be that entangled with you,

for obvious reasons

I am beginning to see

from your perspective.

You have uplifted my spirit tremendously,

caring for me with all your heart,

cherishing and reverencing me

with your sensual voice

and amazing intelligence

and humanist features.

These have made me to long for you

as to recompense you

with a fabulous kiss and warm hugs,

maybe we go to cloud ten from there.

But these things I presume

may not come to pass.

I always wonder why

I had never really thought

about any woman this way.