These Precious Things

This is a poem of love.

Admire me; please admire all the excellent qualities that I possess.

Desire me; do you have a hidden desire for this poor heart of mine?

 

Embrace me, darling, I’m awaiting a warm embrace from you tonight.

Thrill me; let your magnificent charm prove that it can thrill me.

 

Kiss me, baby, kiss me here and there, and kiss me everywhere we go!

Squeeze me; hug and squeeze your lifetime partner with mildness.

 

Miss me; do you honestly miss me whenever we’re out of touch?

Satisfy me, only you can satisfy my emotion in every possible way.

 

Consider me; say that you’ll consider the one who is your first love.

Show me; endeavour to show me that you’re seriously in love with me.

 

Fill me, come, and fill my heart with nothing but endless ecstasy.

Trust me, sure, you can trust this lover with your vulnerably heart.

 

Beckon me; I’m your adorer, so you can beckon me anytime you want.

Assure me; never fail to assure me that I’m the only man in your life.

 

Promise me, nod, and promise me that you’ll always be loving and kind.

Believe me; you must believe me when I say I’m positively in love with you.

 

Permit me, darling, if you’d permit me to show you how much I care,

These precious things and more are what I’d surely do for you.

Author's Note

Here's an old piece from my elite collection of love poems.