infinitely often.

a sliver of kindliness escaped my lips,
I then blurted out a multitude of words pleasant.
randomly I added licks of verbal beauty,
to be followed by tonic breaths of tenderness.
despite myself, I bathed you in
utterances of compassion,
and covered you with post-it notes
carrying gems of cuteness.
I roared affection at the top of my lungs,
raging — spitting terms of endearment,
puking pleasantries galore,
vomiting phlegm of warmth.
my mouth thick with cheesy praise,
hissing heartfelt lies of worship,
retching with bile of my sympathies —
I said onto you much of indulgence.

you get the picture, right?