Ode to the Loverboy

My lover boy, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you dance, walk and talk,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the tomahawk.

Let me compare you to a funny arch?
You are more crazy, positive and loud.
Tall clouds dull the glazy flowers of March,
And the springtime has the smart cirrus cloud.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your respectful eyes, laugh and smile.
Thinking of your hazy laugh fills my days.
My love for you is the hard working aisle.

Now I must away with a lazy heart,
Remember my proud words whilst we're apart.