What You Mean To Me Poem by Casey Gochnour

I was talking about you today, about how we started talking.
About the times that we spent with words, the times when we went walking.
People are always so entranced by our story as if it's some fantasy,
Because it is, it's a dream come true, just having you with me.

I already knew before, but it helped me realize again,
That of all the people in the world, of all the men,
I was the one that stole your heart and it's key,
Just let me show you how much you mean to me.

Even on an injured foot, I won't hesitate to swoop you up,
Even when I just sat down, I'll stand to fill your cup.
I'll try new things with you ‘cause I know I can,
You free me of worry, since I'll always be your man.

Or at least I hope, and I'll always pray,
I just wish our lives will be this way.
So full of love, so full of each other,
My woman to kiss, my woman to smother.

I want to give you it all, everything you want.
I want to show you off, you're my woman to flaunt.
I'm the envy of men already, an obvious fact,
And it all began with our little contract.

I'll give you love, I'll give you food,
I'll make you poems, I'll draw you nude.
It might not be good, but hey, I'll try!
Maybe on a day you're not feeling shy?

Hannah, I want you to know how much you mean to me.
You're so much more than just what the eye can see.
You hold my hand no matter how much I fall,
I could never repay you for love like that at all.

You've given me so much, and I want to give you more,
Because you're my dream come true, everything I've wished for.
You make tears come to my eyes, you have control of my soul,
Without you, I'm incomplete. Hannah,
You make me whole.

I'll do what I can to show you someday,
I don't know how, yet, but I'll find some way.
I'll make you feel the love that I have for you now,
I'll show you baby, I will, somehow.