Instructions

A inexperienced poem that came from the heart from this 18 year old younglady.

Remember that giggle you composed?
I lost my voicebox.
Conduct a song for you and I, and teach me the basic treble clef.
I haven't heard "I love you" without a Bluff.
So Teach me history of the inner ear and cochlea.
Before my brain becomes decomposed like benedicta.

Instruct me how to make a garden.
For you'll get flowers yearround.
Teach me how to bargain.
So I don't get cheated by those who's hearts have hardened.

I think I forgot how to smile.
Then you smiled.
Forgive me if I take a while.
You are my physical itinerary.
I think your the one I want to marry.

Your my personal technical document.
I can read you, and so suddenly commemorate.
I try to forget your instructions on purpose.
So you can walk me step by step until we generate.