I Wanted to Write a Poem

I wanted to write a poem

About butterflies in stomachs

And clasped hands

And details only I notice

I planned out all the metaphors

And similes

And beautiful language

That flows like water

But when I sat down to write

Your beautiful poem

I lost all the words

And all the similes

And metaphors

And everything I had so carefully planned

To take your breath away

I had to wing it.

And this is what I have to offer

Words that other people use

But still mean the world between you and I;

I love you.