"Love Poem To Theodore"
I Wish, my Love, that I Could Paint You My Heart
I Wish I Could Capture The Warmth and Adoration I Feel For Thee
If I Could paint pink roses, or daffodils in the snow, yet that
could never compare to the feeling in my heart
How does one describe true love?  It's too difficult
Love is the ever changing flower of the human heart.
It Blooms In The Hearts of Loves and never Dies.
I Wish, My Love, That I Could Paint You My Heart
But No Number Of Koi fishes or willow branches
Could ever express that feeling, the completeness.
True Love is Completeness Within, One's Better Half.
I was lonely so long and since then, i'm made complete by you!
If thee didn't love me, i would surely wither away and die!
But Thee Dost Love Me Truly!  And Ever Shall!
They Cannot Decrypt The Human Soul, and Love
Is Infinite like falling snow in an arctic tundra
or wildflowers in the hills of meadows of my home
it never ends