"My Love"
by Mike Lerley

My Love, I truly love you;
I guess you know it's true.
And as I go on loving you,
Our love becomes true blue.

I knew not how to handle
Some things that we've been through,
For I have loved No Other
The way that I love you.

I've hemmed and hawed and bitched and moaned,
Yet we both know it true
That you still go on loving me --
How?  Why?  *shrug*  I dun't knew.

I know the hesitation
That stems from your abode,
But we must cultivate this love
Before we both implode.

If we could grow some giant wings
And soar to heights above,
We'd rise to 40,000 feet
And consummate our love.

There's no one else that's better,
There's no one that's more true; and
I shall never love another,
The way I now love you.