Love You

My heart pulses quick,
As my love is re kindled like a wick,

From your poem of days of old,
And by then I've grown quite bold,

For I let my feelings finally come out,
As I stand and shout,

"I love you,
That is true!."

With all fears conquer,
I wanna spend my days to make you murr,

I will amend my past,
And make our love last.

Now please take my hand,
As we form a love band,

And shout,
Without a doubt,

"I love you,
This is so true!"