i'll build a fine shrine for you

i'll weep, and leave cut flowers.

keep a bowl out to catch falling

coins and prayers.

i swear you hold me in this

place of bliss.

its not your arms - but his.

- "some call me lion

some call me lamb" - 

you've awakened

me to everything and

anything and all 

is so beautiful through

these rosy tints.

oh oh oh my love oh.

again words can not

express this feeling

bubbling up through my

ribcage - catching my heart

and holding it so close.

oh my love oh oh oh oh

i feel so silly and cheesy

and so so in love.

like

i love you