Another gushy mushy lovey poem.

I love you, and you don't know it
I've got the perfect way to show it
without the blantant growing hues
in my face that make it hard to choose-

the options i've considered
to make you fall for me
you're just all I've ever wanted
and you're all I want to need.

I want to drive endless hours straight
with no breaks in between
and be the first thing in your eyes,
when you wake in the morning

When the sleep has lifted with your slow breathing
and arms outreached in memory-
of the way our hearts and bodies felt
back when we we were young.