Day One: (Personal Prompt) Finish an Old Poem

Excess 

Baby, maybe just a bit too much
Is the way I need you.
Maybe one too many
Is what I need to see you.

You're over the top
Too much to handle,
All at once.
A welcome distraction.

You bring out my best,
My worst.
I can't keep up with you,
Hard as I try
sometimes I think I don't want to.