A Love Poem

No one knows how or when love begins
or where or how it gets a start
But when you are near, my head is a spin
and there is a flutter in my heart

Your absence stirs a longing in my soul
that aches until we meet
I am less than I am; not quite whole
until again we greet

I have always wanted to say I love you
that my love for you is real
Let me hear you say you love me too
and my heart is yours to steal