Loving Him-poem

i love him so,

 much that when i try to speak

no words come to me,

yet my heart feels as tho it cud yell it out to him,

every time i see him,

i feel myself blush,

and my hands shake,

 but then i think

he loves me,

so then my courage comes to me,

and i look right at him,

and take my hands each one upon his face

 and hold him sitll

til, i draw near,

and lean in close,

pressing myself closer to him,

and tilting my head, as i lean

in, give him a kiss worth a tousands words,

one that would leave him breatheless,

and his lips red, from kissing so hard.

mm.. his lips are like sugar to me,

as honey is to a bee