Emotions Etched

I think of you and teardrops fill my eyes
a single thought of you intoxicates me so much.
yet some insist, a man never cries
this canvas, here, I'm painting with my brush...

your love, of course, is way beyond the stand
and tears are not the measure of the mile.
but I have this brush that's here within my hand
and so I'll paint, if only for a while...

I'll paint you here, your wonders to extol
a world to note the love within my heart:
an artist paints from deep inside his soul
so let them gaze upon this work of art!

emotions etched in strokes that I employ
I'm shedding tears, such wondrous tears of Joy!