a thought from a man who giggled so sweet

"so what d'ya seekth midear?"
I am asking my sweetheart and writing a monologue at a time.
"Didja tell me what should I do na help ja?"
(..........)
I hear nothing from my sweetheart
"What do ya crying fo midear?"

"I AM CRYING OVER YOU!"
shouting, my trembling sweetheart--

I don't know what my sweetheart talking about......
tick-tock, tick-tock
I am wondering why, wondering what, wondering who???
and the clock takes the most loudness in this room..

Well maybe my sweetheart's just dealing with a thing called emotion,
and I am going to wipe 'em tears in my sweetheart's eyes,
and I am going to take my sweetheart's hands,
and I am going to draw a smile,
on my sweetheart's lips,
with something,
My Bosom.

And I know, my sweetheart is going to say,
"Me love your giggle, dear......"