Eager to be With Her, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Every time that I
Hear “I love you,” there’s a sigh
My heart skips a beat
Each and every time we kiss
My life is never amiss

The sound of her voice
Reason for me to rejoice
That she’s very close
I’m ready to be consumed
My rocket will have had zoomed

On being with her
It’s not I who’s the captor
My love compels me
I’m a ring on her finger
Not a moment to linger