Too Much You

It is hard to handle ... too much you.

This little heart fails to house an ocean of you.

You are my jackpot in life’s gamble;

Perplexed I gather and assemble.

Life is enriched with the loan of your love.

Like sleep, you can be addictive sent from above.

Your coming is like real therapy

Making each nerve and bone happy,

Never withering Rose that I feel I am.

The power pack of your love watering all the time.

Winsome romance wooing to manipulate

Declaring that conquering stroke. 

Preparing my part to play pretty playfully.

Yet prove pretty lost willingly

Too much love is absorbing arrest

Sips pleasurably its captive guest.