My Forelsket

My Forelsket,

Caringness isn’t a word-

BUT

Southernmost, shines, surprisingly

drawls out of his mouth

every country song

replays, in my head

like a radio DJ

I know every refrain-

I always will be, here

His true heartedness,

is foolproof-

We never tire

of one another

Goofball,

I wish

heartfeltly

I had

fancy adjectives

to describe my pulse

When I notice

your unfeigned smirk—

The most dangerous words

I love you, are out in the open...

His heartwarming gaze,

Forelsket euphoria fills

my heart-shaped basket

with verve-

and its

as if my heart

Never had the nerve

To feel broken...

I asked once,

can two

with depression

make each other happy—

Our rings fit like a gasket,

Sealed warm-hearted emotion

our hearts

cannot, compose, comprehend

YET from him,

zero hesitation-

That’s when I knew,

wholeheartedly

Forelsket euphoria fills

my heart-shaped basket

with verve-

Through and through

without a shadow

of a doubt

my core picked you