I can't help it. I worry about you. So, two posted early. One here and one in the other place. (I'll try to stir up a few more before your birthday)
I sing to the skies for the look in your eyes
Of a heartbeat that spies as the love mystifies
The crescendo of life in its wake
Like fractals of wintry snowflake
The tune that is sung, once the revel's begun
Where fireworks are flung, in full passion of sun
I love you for all of all time
In word and in thought and in rhyme
Just for you and all of love's own sake
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