a lovely love poem

this is a love poem.
it shall be very lovely.
the stars, the trees,
the moon, the bees,
the things that fill my heart with glee,

they twinkle, shine, winking at you.
with each breath they take, in exchange of yours.
reflecting light whenever it's dark.
the uniformed order, provides security.

however.
in exchange for all of these,
all i got was a fleeting thrill.
incomparable to the things i love;
the stars, the trees,
the moon, the bees.
indeed,
this is a love poem.
but it isnt for who you think it might be.