Why

Why do I love thee,
Like the bees love flowers.
Who do I want you to caress me,
Like the winds rustling through the trees.
Why do I want to talk to you,
Like the birds chirping in the day.
Why do I always want to see you,
Like the moon gazing on the stars
Why am I egar to meet you,
Like the Brooke to the sea.
Why don't you feel the same for me,
Like the rains on a summers eve.