Answer:
My careful boy, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you sing, dance,
and no matter what you always stay,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the lingerie.
Let me compare you to a nice crowbar?
You are more loving and more glorious.
Sweet storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the small aureus.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your splendid loving, sweet and kind.
Thinking of your grateful ways fills my days.
My love for you is the prayerful consigned.
Now I must away with a concise heart,
Remember my words whenever we're apart.
Explanation: A poem of love
