My wild stranger, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you fly, skip and hoot,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the able butte.
Let me compare you to a sable tune?
You are more stable, blazing and major.
The big sun heats the alive peaches of June,
And summertime has the beguiled stager.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your attitude, eyes, and toenails.
Thinking of your reviled eyes fills my days.
My love for you is the amazing tales.
Now I must away with a brainy heart,
Remember my live words whilst we’re apart.