Dear Marcus
You mean the world to me and more...

(I'm not sure if it's under the right catagory but...
She sits up all night waiting...

You are the perfect boyfriend
There's really no contest...

She drifts through the house wringing her hands
Opening the doors to every room...

Rosy pink blossoms
Dancing from sun-burned kindling...

Innocently pure
Such love with no description...

See my desire that's in my eyes
It's shining out, framed by lashes...

Striking red roses
Perfume so luxurious...

Night
Is when...

She peers at the metal blade
Wondering, does she dare...

Beautiful reflections
Flickering in sunlight...

Loud thunder crashes
In furious baritones...