Love Is My Language (And I Speak It Fluently) Poem by jeffrey lewis

What can i do to make you happy?
Kiss you?
Hold you?
Text you good morning/good night?
Have a staring contest?

What do you wanna do?
What do you wanna do tonight?
Watch a movie?
You decide.
Eat ice cream?
You pick the flavor.
Sleep face to face?
You choose the position.

'What am I doing? ' my friends ask.
'I am speaking a different language.
It's called love, and I speak it fluently.
Would you like to learn'?