I haven’t been feeling well lately.
It’s all your fault.
I’m sick with love,
And you in fected me with it.
Like fragrance in the air,
I inhaled it whole.
As mell so rich.
It poured through my mind
And gave me delusions of  grandeur.
Visions of two old men,
On abreezy sun soaked  day.
Sitting next to the water with smiles.
Clasping each other’s hands.
It is all your  fault.

You  can see  it  in  my  eyes,
That   sparkle.
The  gleam that  left  so  long  ago.
Brighter than  ever.
Windows   of  the  soul?
Absolutely.
My  soul sings  of  happy  times.
And  dances with  angels
In  warm   moon light.
I’m  deliriously  sick.
It’s  all  your  fault.

It’s  invaded   my  dreams.
All  night I  am  left  with  aggravation.
Nothing   but a  pillow  next  to  me.
But  in my  mind,
Nothing  but  you.
Your  intense  smile…
Gives  me  that  tingle.
Your   gentle  intent…
And  subtle softness.
The  soothing voice…
Whispers  only  poetry.
The  protective hands…
Hold   me  in  complete  content.
All  welded   together  with  kindness,
A   gift I  cannot  stop  pondering.
It  is   all  your  fault.

So take heed,
For  I’m  not  feeling  well.
I  may   not  sneeze,
I  may not  cough.
But  get   close  enough
And  you   may  catch  it  too.
And  if you  give  me  that  look.
That  smile  and  glittering  eyes.
The  look   that  drips  passion.
I  don’t   think  I  can  help  it.
I  may   just   fall  in  love  with  you.
So  kiss   it  and  make  it  better
Cause I’m  not  feeling  well,
And  it is  all  your  fault.