When you’re in love, you’re in love. It’s hard to think straight. But as a hopeless romantic, I dream that one day, my sweet crush will write me a love poem. This is what I’d hope it would say:
Cranberry Crush, My magenta-coated muse. You give me a rush. Nothing for you can I refuse.
Your burnished silver pot And soft, cranberry needles Puts my stomach in a knot While my heart soars like eagles.
Will you come and be with me?
You are such a gem, a jewel of a tree.