Grammatical gymnastics
tie my tongue. As I.
struggle to find words to say
how much you mean to me.
Words flood my mind,
torrents of them,
that wash away simplistic phrases
to which I may have anchored
and modestly said I love you.
Why? I ask myself.
And answers come in multitudes.
Then you touch me.
Malevolent maelstroms abate,
tempests subside
I am at peace