You could bake for me cupcakes, <br />To then smother with thick gravy. <br />And I would eat them. <br />I would. <br /> <br />And as long as you were there, <br />To witness me doing this... <br />The smile on my face would be genuine. <br />Not a grimace from me would you see. <br /> <br />I would never be able to explain to anyone, <br />What it is I feel. <br />Or the depths of the love felt, <br />I have for you.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-it-is-i-feel/
