Maybe Poem by Tyrone Wingfield

Baby, I love you,
As it is plain to see.
But I need more ways to show you,
How much you mean to me.

Maybe if I stood on the worlds tallest building,
Every day of the year.
And pronounced my love for you,
For everybody to hear.

Or maybe if I hijacked a ship,
All the way to Pairs, France.
Then brought you back the most expensive dress,
And then wisk you to an elaborate dance?

Or maybe I should go get alot of whips and chains,
Then give you the Kinkyest sex of your life
Then after you couldnt walk
Ask you to be my wife

All these are things
That I just might do
Only because
I love you