Love Means You: A Lingual Ode
As the apricity that tempers me,
In the heart of winters
Love means you, liebe,
As I carve your name on the snow,
Gently tracing it with my fingers.
Love means you, prem,
The transient feeling of angst,
Whenever I say things I can not do.
Affection, being so tethered,
My inaudible hums make a sound.
Love means you, amore
Limerence I have long since lost control of
I can forget every name,
But never, ever yours.
In my head, it is a contourn.
The torture of velleity,
I want to do, not lie in angst
Love means you,
Or perhaps it means way more,
But I don't care now, my amor.
I do not understand such upendo,
Or any enigmatic innuendo
But love means you
And that's all I know,
Let me show.
Our perciflage,
It should fade with the tides of age,
Love means you, liefde,
It shall not ever fade
For I am here to love you.
Ah, precarious structure, wrang,
I say, love means you, sarang,
Not proper to spell in slang,
Love is not all about fame,
For us, it shall be about flames.
For even with all your crookedness,
Love means you, rakkaus,
I find them cute, not overwhelming,
For you, I will always be here,
If you wish to speak, I shall hear
