Ecstatic Heart

You make my heart ecstatic,
Like no one else before.
You make my lungs asthmatic,
Like I can't breath no more.

When I'm talking to you, I'm so charismatic,
Like I've never talked before.
You make my mouth automatic,
Like I can't control it anymore.

You make writing poems so emphatic,
Like I've never written before.
You make my rhyning so systematic,
Like as easy as opening a door.