My love for you is simple, deep, and strong.

I feel it flowing towards you from my heart,

A tide of unsophisticated song,

Sung with much desire and little art.

I cannot tell my love, but it will show

In ways that even I cannot foresee;

A love as full as mine must overflow

Into everything that makes me, me.

Just as the sun must shine to be the sun

And trees burst forth in blossom every year,

So I must love in ways that everyone

Can see or sense or reason out or hear.

Still, I'll tell you of my love in this:

For fear, despite all, you might my love miss.

I want to make you smile as you make me.

I wish you saw my thoughts right through my eyes.

You ask me what I'm thinking. I can't tell you.

You are the stars, and I the empty skies.

In me there is a yearning ever flowing

That needs to reach an end that never comes.

I cannot be myself without you with me.

This is a truth no wisdom ever plumbs.

You laugh, and say that I'm your personal angel,

And this is what I want so much to be.

The beauty of my life is like a passion

That blows right through the person that you see.