Love

I could write romantic poetry
if I could think up rhymes.


Tattoo "I love you" on my butt
about a million times.


I'd swim the deepest ocean
(if I wasn't scared of sharks).


Carve our intials on a tree?
What?! And vandalize our parks?


I'd climb the highest mountain
if you'd drive me to Tibet.


Reenact our love with puppets?
No. That's my dumbest idea yet!


Jeez, this is going badly-
it's like my brain is stuck.


Just believe I love you-
now let's go someplace and...


Cuddle.


See, I told you I had trouble with rhymes.