Just another

This is just another love poem
Nothing too deep
Nothing mildly intellectual
Just a regurgitation of chest pains
The nice kind
The kind that seems to rise in the company of her

This is just another love poem
About lips, and hips, and trembling
Lots of trembling
The nice kind
The kind that seems to precede climax

This is just another love poem
About want, desire, need
It consumes, embraces, engulfs
And I bleed tears of joy
It is a poem about me and her
And what happens when we are together
And how we feel when we are apart

This is just another love poem