Not Rhyming...

Life's full of surprises,
And they always feel like sunrises.
I've been taken aback by one,
And boy isn't it fun?!

Love...
It's like falling into a pot.
A pot filled with sugar
A pot that's warm, not hot.

Words can't describe it,
Nor pictures and love stories.
But close you eyes and imagine,
And everything would be more vivid.

My poems are not rhyming,
And so are my thoughts today.
But I guess it's normal,
Cause I'm feeling so gay*happy*!


Here's to a very special person...
I Love You...