Something Bout Her: Poems of Love

16. Epic Love

There's something bout her, my world in bloom,
In a relationship, no longer consumed by gloom.

Being with her, the best I've ever known,
No more barriers, our love fully shown.
I expressed my love, every shred, every part,
Yet words fell short of the depth in my heart.

It began a bit awkward, as I would say,
"I love you" at the end of each day.
She didn't say it back, a little sad I'd feel,
But I stayed hopeful, knowing our love was real.

Lovey-dovey, my heart on my sleeve,
Innocent words flowed, hard to believe.
Devoted to her, my feelings so sweet,
She'd laugh and say, "How many times will you win my heart's beat?"

Days turned to nights, chatting till dawn,
Calls that would end only with the coming of morn.
We shared our dreams, our fears, our delight,
In every conversation, our bond grew tight.

On my birthday, the 29th of October's light,
She confessed her love, making everything right.
She said, "I love you," and my heart soared high,
To which I replied, "I love you two thousand," not a lie.

Her love, the best gift I ever received,
Her words, her poems, had my heart so deeply relieved.
She wrote for me, pouring out her heart,
Each poem a treasure, a work of art.

I nearly cried, she felt bad for making me weep,
I said, "It's okay, I love you two thousand," deep.
She narrated her poems, her voice like a song,
Got me into spirituality where I belong.

My star girl, guiding me through the night,
In astrology and spirit, she brought new light.
Being in love with her was totally epic,
Our love story, a tale so splendid, so classic.

Every moment, every memory so divine,
In her love, forever, I'll always shine.