Why Am I As Covetous Of Thee As I Am (An Oft-Propounded Query) - Poem by Maurice Harris
Answer Number 1 of...infinity:
Because you listen, with an abundance of patience
And without even one iota of pre-judgments,
NEVER telling me that I 'talk too much' about this or that-
ALWAYS treating what I have to say as the most important
Bits of information in the entire, wondrous world!
My perceived importance, vis-a-vis all other facets of your life,
Minus our combined brood, is unquestionable; and MINE is rife
With exaltation, as I am e'er-more important to you-every day.
I could go on, and on, and on..ad infinitum,
But, of course, YOU know, and LOVE this about ME,
Which brings us full circle-yet, imagine us when we are ibidem!
Thank you for reading installment number O-N-E,
In the ongoing effort toward a more complete explication
Of my unboundable amorous abilities, with you as a consideration!
I love you, my precious Guzel-
With all the love my fragile heart is capable of giving-
For eternity, as we dwell in the Heavens:
The Enchanted Enclave of Empyreal living!
Your ardor is the vocation, to which I remain e'er diligent-
Your e'er-humble appreciant,
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