My perfect heart, you inspire me to write. How I love the way you care, give and hurt, Invading my mind, day and through the night, Always dreaming about the vibrant love. Let me compare you to a ruthless heart. You are more peaceful, playful and divine. Ice bites the heart like the debris of February, And wintertime robs us like a victim-less crime. How do I love you? Let me count the ways. I love how powerful, deep, and pure you are. Thinking of your discreet cries fills my days. My love for you is mischievous yet loud. Now I must leave you with a faint heart, Remember my fine words while we're apart.
~Nichole Nichole