A Letter
Alyssa Jackson
Your beauty might not last, but my
love for you will.
You're the sun that gives me warmth;
my happiness depends on your will.
How can beauty cover me in
blissful froth?
You're what makes me happy.
I love you like a fat kid loves cake.
I want to spend all my days smiley.
You're my favorite joke.
How do you do this?
How can you make me feel like this?
You make me feel weightless.
You're wonderful.
You're beautiful.