How Very Much

How Very Much
Quizmo LaGrande

My head is in a quandary
Every time you come in view;
Decoding and deciphering
Words that happen to be spewed
Is as difficult as seeing
Oceans, moons, or clouds;
My thoughts, my dearest darling,
Are very much of how…

How the song within your voice,
In your smile, within your eyes
Like prestidigitation,
Perhaps a potion tried,
Makes me long for blanket kisses,
Delicious, honey-touched,
While dripping in the luxury
Of just how very much

The apple crimson blush I feel
With each caressing glance
(After all this time, my dear,
Not merely simple chance)
Brings a weakness, quite confounded,
To my knees and to my chin,
A most startling revelation
Each time I see you grin!

How you frost my soul like sugar,
A coating warm and blithe
How you comfort my todays
(And season my tonights)
Of just how very much
All my wishing has come true,
Of just how very much
My eyes see only you.

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