You are my Only; br the One. br br My Heart clamors down br from its dusty shelves br over-joyed br pounding true for you. br br My doilies fold. br br I see deep pools in your eyes br and swim there br splashing up br huge helpings of my soul. br br I'm Metaphor, Simile and Noun br for you; br lift my soul skirts; br stand naked before you; br br whip up joyful tear soups; br bless everything you've touched; br anvil stamp br your spirit br to my eyelids. br br Yes, it is love; br I think br Love itself loves you. br br I know. br Love told me br its True. br br It sits quietly with us br floating our souls.