I want a love that consumes me, a love that suffocates me,
to the point that I nearly pass out, kind of love.
I want a love that makes me want to jump into a plane,
travel around the world, twice if I have to, just to say goodbye, kind of love.

I want a love that makes me want to build the Taj Mahal - by myself,
working day and night, just for you my dear, kind of love.
I want a love that dehydrates me, from all the tears I shed when you’re gone,
even though I know I’ll see you in a couple of hours, kind of love.

I want a love that forces me to get a heart transplant,
because one heart is just not enough to hold all the love I have for you, kind of love.
I want a love that never wipes the smile off my face,
even when you are long gone with somebody else, kind of love.

I want a love so pure that they write books about it,
and in those books are words that have not yet been created,
by those who have not yet experienced our love, kind of love.
I want a love so intense and so clear,
that even a blind man could see it and smile, kind of love.

I want a love that lives forever, and drinks from the fountain of youth,
only if immortality means being with you forever, kind of love.
I want a love that at the end of each day I’m exhausted,
from coming up with different ways to prove how much I love you, kind of love

… and in you sweetie I have found this kind of love.

(c) 2008 by Gerard C. Johnson