LOVE POEMS My babe asked me to write her a poem. I thought about it over and over, Falling asleep ten minutes later than usual. I woke up the next day; My brain is stronger than my heart. I bought a bunch of roses, With an envelope, And sent it to her office, With the witness of her colleagues. Shy opened it to find my love for her, A shiny black card of VISA, Winning my credit and her tears of joy, Proving my excellent style of writing.