When you’re with me my heart leaps,
When you’re angry at me my skin creeps,
Not to Mention I love you Heaps.
You lift me up when I don’t have hopes,
When you can be your nice to my folks,
And sometimes you even laugh at my jokes.
Though there are no words for how much
I love you, just so you know,
I love to hug you.
And though I scare you sometimes when
We ride in the car, I’m just so glad we’ve made
It this far.
I can’t tell you how much I’ve learned from
You, or even begin to describe how my heart
Yearns for you.
You’re extremely cool and neat, and even
Superbly sweet. But I think it’s funny how
You don’t like feet.
I know sometimes I am quite restless,
But when you kiss me it leaves me
When I can’t be with you I watch the clock
Tick, and when I can’t kiss you
I begin to feel Sick
When I’m nervous you make my legs feel like
Jell-O, and when I need one you make a
When I’m with you the moments I savor,
And I know our love will never waver. When
You need me I will never so no or maybe
But forever you will always be, my baby
Dedicated to Kerry B. Stacey
Clayton J. young
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