There’s a compliment I’ve been meaning to give
and I feel it’ll seem insincere,
since I haven’t offered it before
or with the framework in which it’s offered,
it’ll seem like throwaway words
the kind that everybody uses
and maybe it’s okay
that my commentary gets lost in the shuffle.
Who am I to think that my thoughts need hold sway?
Except I’m me
and I think that my thoughts need hold sway.
That’s just the kind of jerk I are.

So I want to offer a compliment
because I believe it
and I want to give it with frequency
because I tend to believe it with frequency
and I’m annoyed that I haven’t shared
the wonder and amaze I feel
when you do that thing you do
eighty eight percent of the time
(Sometimes, you’re pretty normal,
though).

And I don’t want to say it like that
because that’s a crappy way to bring it up.
I want to tell you
when I’m in the process of being amazed
and wondermented.

So that is my promise.
This is my vow.
From this day forward
I will strive to inform you
when I find myself
in your thrall.
I have been quiet too long
when really
you do something to me
and you ought to know it.