I am Just Shy to Place a Title on This

I am tempted to chant your smile in my stanza. I would put a charming cadence in each line, to actually make your smile more radiant.

It's perhaps not enough to just it. As you're magnificently living in my mind. So many you, cause me blue. I bear too much yearning and cost me tears.

I guess, it would be a bittersweet tune or a melancholy poem. I beam or weep, it never matters as long as I could vent and be relieved. Cause, that's how just love indeed.