A cheesy love poem I wrote called "Sparks" enjoy:P

Sparks:

Come sit with me, and listen closely to the sparks tapping of our fire burning. My hands are colder, but my lungs are growing bolder, ready to bust by us, as I hold her with my feathery layered trust. My chest is kissed, by the full blown icy torn lips of sweet flown pneumonia. You attract the singing birds, they perch on my shoulder as I hold on by a whim of slightly older claustrophobia.

It’s already nearing in, but your breathing distracts me melting off the hairs across my skin. Your weary tired eyes trace mine, I can see a wished reflection of our touching affection reflected upon you inside.

Days may pass with a numerous crash into our windows, the blankets wrapped around us may shape a landscape of hills and windmills to the mountains on our pillows. You watch me swallow pills, it courses through my veins to the screw in my head to drill, so that when we drift to the dark I shall remain solemnly still.

The euphoria fills me, drugs me up, as I drink nightly, never ending insomnia from a cup.

Our bed motions across the bed rugs ocean in a red boat that is steered by the slightly cool breeze, from our brightly Gods sneeze. Your gaze may phase and trace the sleeping sun, digging deeper past the faces of reapers and big city dreamers racing and galloping undone.

I memorized your pain it’s a recognized touch my crooked hands feel, if your properly healed, than may I kiss your tight teal blue eyes goodnight?.
And I've failed to purchase an overly expensive promise ring, your name carved on your glistening gem, wrapped around your finger to suffocate for life and cling, all for the world may know that I cannot afford your love-but we ignore them!-RGP