Little Boy Love Poem

I thought it was insomnia, but now I know it's true,
Before I even knew it, I looked fondly on you.

Fondly out your window, fondly at your feet.
I will sleep again until the hour we meet.

I've never heard a laugh so worthwhile.
I lose myself in joy at your wit and smile.

I'll go dreaming about sunset on a lakewood isle.
Just know for now that I think you're neat.

Something about your voice, or hair.
There's magic in the morning air.

It was bound to happen, but I never knew who,
Before I even knew it, I looked fondly on you.