if i was to tell you all these poems are for you would you love me more.
if these words expressed that you smelled like beautiful incense looked like my dreams made my heart flutter like a hummingbirds wings or that you made my lips quiver into a smile every time i saw you. if i was to write all these insatiable words for you, recite them to you, would you look at the meaning and see that i loved you, would it make you love me more
or, by chance, if i were to take you to see the manhatten skyline, the pyramids of egypt or upon the spire of the eiffel tower where we would drink the finest moet, or if i was to help you meet your icons, idols and favored celebrities, take you to the theatre and after, exclaim to you that you are my juliet, i should be worthy of dying for you. well....would these activities - provocations, if you will, make you love me more.
would you love me at all if all i could give you was me, walking through your door, every night that i can forsee into eternity.
