Poetry in the 1980s and 1990s: "I am very excited to see you. I often want to be in my dreams." I heard a love poem about ten or twenty years ago. There is more to come.

The inner excitement can't be described in words.

I like you like the spring breeze.

I love you like the sun in summer.

I think you are like a maple leaf in late autumn.

I care about you like a scarf in winter.

When you are with me,

You are like a cold beer.

When you are with other boys,

My nerves are like taut strings.

How I want to walk on the beach with you and look back at a string of footprints.

When I tell you I love you, what does it mean to light a bonfire in the silent night?