For My Love

This morning in art history (while my dear Arizonian friends were snug in their beds) we were learning about the Etruscans. Genius struck (or something did), and I wrote this poem.

"For My Love" by Paige Westberg

you are my love

the one whom i love

i miss you, my love

and it's all out of love

like a gigantic ship of love

filled with letters of my love

that i send out of love
all going to you, my love
because my heart is full with love

saved for my dearest love

that i picked you to love

but we have not declared, "love"

in front of all the poeple that we love

so we cannot make love
and that kind of sucks.