O' mi amor you know how much I worship you? Not like an idolatry—
Your aroma is even like the coffee I brew every morning
Maybe our love is like the aurora borealis blazing and dancing on the eve celestial in the ionosphere padding
O' mi amor I'm not a poetic poet who can string words and romantic stanzas
Do you remember when we were sneaking to meet up at recess in the school's backyard?
I giggled remembering how silly we were at that time
Maybe we're not as great as Pierre and Marie Curie, but I want us to be not only romantic in love, but perfect in knowledge & education
I force myself to consider this distance like defiance for us—
And you know I even put your portrait in front of my study table
A simple delusion or inclination unfulfillment & consternation in my reverie
Unfulfilled hopes like perturbation embezzle my peace of mind
However, this distance may...