My panting Jane, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you chasmic and intense,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the civil defense.
Let me compare you to a sanctuary?
You are more ranting and more beauteous.
Snow chills the berries of January,
And wintertime has the lush gluteus.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your generous heart, talk and smile.
Thinking of your slanting talk fills my days.
My love for you is the cunning air mile.
Now I must away with a quiet heart,
Remember my plain words whilst we’re apart.